What is worse than finding a mouse in your house?
Finding half a mouse in the dining room.
Something happened overnight. I didn’t hear anything but there must have been a fuss. It wasn’t in the basement. Someone brought the rodent upstairs into the dining room (because that’s where you dine!). But who was it?
Morgan is a bonafide mouser although this year she’s been slacking off. Even the beloved husband who is not a good mouser at all, has caught more than she did!
Sasha has been showing interest in getting her
hands paws dirty. I caught her with a mouse in her mouth so she is a suspect.
Then there is Gracie. Gracie loves to get close up but I’ve never seen her do much except chase Morgan around to watch the action. She’s definitely a voyeur! But could she do it? Would the others give her the glory? Did she taste the victory? We’ll never know!
The only thing we know for sure is that Mollie wasn’t involved. She was snoring in the master bedroom all night.
Wishing you all a wonderful (and mouseless) weekend!
BTW I didn’t take a picture of the half mouse. You’re welcome! It was the back end.