Ole the Cat catches rodent, Belle helps. Now Belle has rodent and is giving me the classic golden guilty look. You know the look - "what's in my mouth? I don't have anything in my mouth. Tail, what tail?" "The tail that's hanging out of your mouth" I tell her.
I grab the tail, ask Belle to give and she reluctantly does. And I end up holding a live mouse by the tail.
From now on, I'm going to more careful about what I ask her to give me, and no more 10 PM potties sans leash. It just makes it too hard to fall asleep after such excitement.
The Life of a Doting Grandmother
11 years ago
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I hope it was squeaky clean. Did you name it Mickey?
Actually, I didn't think to name it, but your post gave me an idea of what I would have named it if I hadn't been so horrified. Pip!
Um...go team!
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