Just got off the phone with a colleague of mine who shared a rathering entertaining story about her cat, Casey.
She awoke in the middle of the night recently to a 12 lb cat landing on her in the dark. While fumbling to turn on the light she heard a telltale squeaking noise. So, she automatically sprung from the bed in a panic.
Turns out dear Casey had brought her a field mouse that had somehow gotten in the house. She was afraid to trap the mouse, so the battle of wills between Casey and the mouse went on for the next three days and sleepless nights, as she laid there listening to Casey slide across the hard wood floors and bump into furniture in an attempt to catch the mouse.
Finally, Casey cornered the mouse in a corner of the living room and his owner was able to get close enough to trap the mouse under a small garbage can and shoo him out of the house.
She said Casey had seemed rather bored ever since and she thinks he misses his playmate
She awoke in the middle of the night recently to a 12 lb cat landing on her in the dark. While fumbling to turn on the light she heard a telltale squeaking noise. So, she automatically sprung from the bed in a panic.
Turns out dear Casey had brought her a field mouse that had somehow gotten in the house. She was afraid to trap the mouse, so the battle of wills between Casey and the mouse went on for the next three days and sleepless nights, as she laid there listening to Casey slide across the hard wood floors and bump into furniture in an attempt to catch the mouse.
Finally, Casey cornered the mouse in a corner of the living room and his owner was able to get close enough to trap the mouse under a small garbage can and shoo him out of the house.
She said Casey had seemed rather bored ever since and she thinks he misses his playmate