Current mood:

amused

Eggplant Wizard puts some tea on for Mrs. Frisby
Cloudy keeps catching mice from a certain corner in the basement. She catches them, brings them upstairs, and proudly presents a  fully intact (and alive) mouse to me. I've gotten pretty good at catching them and putting them outside...but the number she catches each night seems to be going up... the kicker of this being that's she's gotten better at mousing since I put the bell on her.

Tonight, Cloudy's gotten three so far. This brings the grand total up to 9 this week.  I'm beginning to get suspicous because she catches so many and they all look the same to me. I figure that the same mouse just keeps coming back inside and is too stupid to avoid the cat. I put the latest mouse in one of my rat cages and I'm going to wait and see if Cloudy catches another one tonight. I kind of really hope that there isn't a big ole nest of mice living in the basement, but I guess I could deal with that. Because, hey, labs pay good  money to companies for research animals, and there just may be a whole bunch of FREE mice in my basement. Jackpot.
It's amazing to me the tortures that people suggest I do to these mice, and yet all animal research labs are required to follow the strictest rules when dealing with the care and use of subjects. Crazy, no?

We are going to go get our other cat from Kalamazoo this weekend. I wonder what Chester will make of the mice in the house. Maybe he will surprise everyone and actually kill all of these mice so that we don't have to worry about them. You know, when he decides..... to move.....

I really want to know why the pest inspection of the house didn't catch a mouse infestation.