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lauraanne_gilman) wrote2008-10-05 09:50 pm
lauraanne_gilman) wrote2008-10-05 09:50 pm
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Houston, we have mouse...
Fortunately, we also have -- much to my surprise -- mousers. Every time he (a wee little field mouse the size of my little finger) tried to make a scoot for it, there was a cat, tail erect and whiskers a-quiver, trying to play. Or nosh. I'm not sure which Boomer had in mind. Pandora was definitely all about the noshing.
Poor Mousie.
He disappeared, and has not shown himself since then (and the cats, while occasionally sniffing where he was, are distinctly incurious). As I said when retelling the story "mice, I can deal with. Mice are no big deal." I did go through the pantry and make sure that everything was properly stored in containers and bags, though.
(As there has been no mouse-sign previous, I suspect that he was flushed out via the radiator when the heat came on, and, upon discovering himself in an apartment cornered by two rather inquisitive and paw-y cats, thought "I knew I shoulda made a left at Pismo Beach." He really should have -- this is a cat-heavy building. But in case he didn't get the lesson, O. the super Super will be Dealing With It this week.)
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EtA: at 10:45, about seven hours after first sighting, very wee mousie was spotted by Pandora. It was either very ill or quite terrified, as it stayed still while Pandora sniffed at it, long enough for me to get an old tupperware container and lid and scoop it up. Once captured, it stayed quite passive, and I brought it downstairs and across the street, where I released it into the wooded area.
What, you thought I was going to kill it? Have you met me?
Hopefully this was Sole Mousie.
Poor Mousie.
He disappeared, and has not shown himself since then (and the cats, while occasionally sniffing where he was, are distinctly incurious). As I said when retelling the story "mice, I can deal with. Mice are no big deal." I did go through the pantry and make sure that everything was properly stored in containers and bags, though.
(As there has been no mouse-sign previous, I suspect that he was flushed out via the radiator when the heat came on, and, upon discovering himself in an apartment cornered by two rather inquisitive and paw-y cats, thought "I knew I shoulda made a left at Pismo Beach." He really should have -- this is a cat-heavy building. But in case he didn't get the lesson, O. the super Super will be Dealing With It this week.)
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EtA: at 10:45, about seven hours after first sighting, very wee mousie was spotted by Pandora. It was either very ill or quite terrified, as it stayed still while Pandora sniffed at it, long enough for me to get an old tupperware container and lid and scoop it up. Once captured, it stayed quite passive, and I brought it downstairs and across the street, where I released it into the wooded area.
What, you thought I was going to kill it? Have you met me?
Hopefully this was Sole Mousie.