5 Jan 2011
A MOUSE IN THE HOUSE
more participants at Jenny Matlock's Alphabet Thursday
Usually "normal" people have a cat or cats to keep away the mice especially farmers or when you live on the country side. Apparently I don't belong to normal people because since I have cats I also have mice.
Fortunately I am not afraid of mice, I find them rather cute, and this is my problem. While I would jump on the table when I see a spider of the size of a flea and screem for help, I would try to safe a little mouse from an awful death caused by my cats.
Especially in summer my cats like to bring mice home to play with them in the living room. After a while they are bored and the mouse is either alive or I found its corps later under a furniture when it comes to my mind that it has also to be clean under a furniture.
Mr. G. has developped a special method for mice saving, he folds a paper to a cone, runs after the mouse until she (I think it was a female) is blocked in a corner and runs in the paper cone. Then he carefully carries her out in the garden and set her free.
Last time one of my 4 darling cats brought a mouse home who was especially clever. Not only she escaped the cat and remained intact and in full health, but she also decided to move in and stay under the big living room cabinet. From time to time we saw her little face. Of course the cats had lost all interest in the mouse and continued their lives with more important things like sleeping on different beds.
We decided that the mouse had to get out. Mr. G put a little piece of cheese under the table and waited patiently that Miss Mouse would come out and he could catch her with his paper cone. Miss Mouse didn't come out but the next day the cheese had disappeared. He tried again. This time she came out, ate the cheese washed her face before running back under the furniture. Of course Mr. G. didn't have his mouse catcher so the mouse remained under the cabinet for 2 days. We knew that she was still there because each morning the cheese was gone.
I think Miss Mouse loved staying with us despite the fact that she was also living with 4 cats. Finally I had an idea, I left the store and the window just a little open that only a mouse could go through and the next morning, Miss Mouse was gone. In the end she probably had thought it would be better to move out of this place, in case the cats would change their mind and become active again.
Conclusion : If you love mice take a cat !