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Tuesday, April 10, 2018

A Mouse in the House--Again...



 "Mouse? What mouse? I'm half blind," says Henry.


There is a mouse under the floor of the bathroom shower and the scratching skittering sounds are making the cats crazy. I suspect this is the same brazen rodent that ran fast as a race car through the living room last week with three cats and one dog in hot pursuit. He successfully evaded all of them and made his escape.

Based upon previous experience with shower dwelling mice, the problem is that once under the fiberglass floor, the not-so-clever fellows forget how to get out and eventually expire there. FYI: It takes about three weeks for eau de death to dissipate or for me to just become nose blind to the stink.  I suspect that Miss Pittypat, (the most recent feral feline to show up here) is a better mouser than the four fat freeloaders currently in residence.

I first saw the calico a couple of months ago crouched in the field north of the barn. It was one of those rare sunny days and what first appeared to be a round rock was actually Miss P. trying to warm herself. I spoke to her and she bolted, not to be seen again until this week.  The poor creature was eating bean nachos that I'd brought home from a disappointing dinner at a Mexican restaurant.  She ate the entire Styrofoam container of the dismal fare (rejected by the hens).  She was later seen fleeing from the garden shed where I'm now putting more appropriate cat food. The plan is to trap and spay her and then if she is so inclined she can live comfortably at the barn.  To be continued....


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