Mousie-Mouse

Night time adventures of Pip and Lisa

So… the other night I was (most likely wasting time on Facebook) and I heard quite the ‘KERTHUNK’
I look around to see Pip on the floor instead of on the couch, towel wrapped. I thought he had a bad dream but then I realised he had a mouthful of mouse!! (Mouseful?? Snicker)

Another Proud Mummy Moment… with reservations.
Remember last time he lost it.

Anyway, he brought it into the dining room (appropriate I suppose) to torture play with it.
Poor Mousie Mouse.
It was pretty speedy every time it was let free. Just love the way they run AT me.
Anyways, I was determined to do my bit and not leave the operation up to Pip who had by this time lost it twice. I had to reposition cat in Mousie Mouse direction. (Its like a cartoon – Pip over excited running in circles completely oblivious to where the mouse went!)

I couldn’t go out and get gloves otherwise I’d lose track. I pulled my windcheater sleeves down over my hands in the hope I’d get a chance to scoop it up.
Finally it got wedged between the wall and a leg of furniture (and dust) and I was able to actually catch the mouse!!
Little wriggler!
Outside I went to deposit into the garden where Mousie Mouse was bound to have a happier cat free life.

Return to put lavish praise on Pip for not muffing up the whole operation this time.
Pulling back on windcheater momentarily thinking how funny it would be if the mouse was still up my sleeve and I had brought it back inside.

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Er. Yah. Real funny.
Found unexplained soft lump at about my elbow. (NOT where I last saw it at all!)
Back outside to re-deposit Mousie Mouse into the garden. This time actually witnessed the little scamp as he plopped into the grass and scuttled!
Thorough self pat-down still ensued before returning inside.

Hope your week is Mousie-Mouse free!
Cheers!