It's a real zoo around here.

Ok, I wasn't gonna blog about this, what with the recent SNAKE and all, but...

We had a mouse. I noticed the cats staring under the tv when I went to work but couldn't see anything. I came home for lunch and found them staring at the wall. See, we have this large rock wall in our living room, and as it turns out, it's the same color as a mouse. I wasn't ABOUT to touch the thing. If he'd been on the floor I'd have helped the cats to catch him, or maybe tried to trap him in a box or something, but he wasn't on the floor. He was way up on the wall. I was sure that if I disturbed him, he'd be on my HEAD. And that I just couldn't do. So I left him on the wall and went back to work, sure that he'd come down and the cats would take care of him.

I got home from work and the cats were still staring at the wall.

An hour later, my husband came home and chased it down onto the floor. (It didn't jump onto his head!) The cats were slow to move, perhaps all that sitting and staring had them in a daze. The mouse ran under the baby's jumperoo.... and Scout swooped and and snatched it up in one smooth motion. She calmly walked to the door and asked to be let outside, where she put the mouse down to play and he escaped into the snow. Goooooood doggie.

I'm surprised the cats aren't STILL staring at the wall.

(Mouse circled at the top.)