Mouse Hunt

We are proud of our two cats. They have protected their house from an invader. A little, tiny, furry, squeaky invader.

They caught a mouse.

We saw them hunting when we got up this morning. There was something in a closet that they really wanted to get at. I saw it for a second. A little brown mouse. It was adorable. It was also a bastard of a home invader who needed to be removed. The mouse got away this morning. It did not get away for long.

Jen walked into a room and found it laying in the middle of the floor, seemingly dead. She turned away to get something to cover the body and when she turned back it was gone. A few minutes later she found it seemingly dead on the floor not far away. Was it actually dead this time or was it just playing dead? I scooped it up and took it outside. Pretty sure it was dead. Poor little sucker.

Good job, cats! Lily and Robin protected their home and their family. They are good mouse hunters. We gave them some treats in thanks. Good job, my little furry friends. We’re proud of you.

Feline Frustration

Sitting on this table and staring out the window is one of Robin Sparkles’ favorite things to do. I am not sure how happy she is about the xmas decoration situation though. She looks a little cheesed off in this picture.

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All I can say is, suck it up feline. It’s going to get worse before it gets better. HoHoHo and shit.

TMI

Ready for some TMI action?

I just booked a colonoscopy. Getting old sucks sometimes, doesn’t it? Middle age can bite my shiny metal ass.

How’s that for Too Much Information? Heh heh.

Here’s a cat, pondering the universe…

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