So…with all the excitement going on in my life in the past days, its no wonder that I might miss a bit of sleep. I likely had too much coffee and iced tea as well. To totally ruin a potentially good night’s rest we have a cat named Peppermint.
We actually have 3 cats. Peppermint is the youngest, a long haired tamed feral cat, and she, from time to time, loves to catch mice.
Last night she woke me the first time banging the life out of a short tailed mouse or vole in the bathroom. By the time I got there she was lying on the floor examining her handy work, now dead, tucked between the dust cover and the cover of my latest bathroom reading. I flushed it and went back to bed.
I heard the cat door swing…
Less than 20 minutes later it swings again and very shortly after Peppermint is making those mewling noises that cats make when they want something. I get up again and find her outside the closed office door, obviously wanting in. I open the door and see nothing until I check behind it. There is a very small mouse with a very long tail. Peppermint goes in for the grab and the thing jumps about 3 feet in the air right over her head and eventually ends up behind a filing cabinet. I go back to bed.
I hear the cat door swing.
When I next regain consciousness it is about 5:30 and there is a ruckus in the spare bedroom. I am still not clear as to whether this is a new mouse or the one that went behind the filing cabinet. It looks the same. Peppermint has had a hold on it but the long tail seems to be a good disguise. Again it goes into the air and ends up under a night table. I finally rescue it with the rain gauge tube and send it on it’s way outside.
I discussed wringing the cat’s neck. J thought that would make her sad, but she slept through it all.. Maybe locking the cat door at night will be enough.