Hi there! Gracie here. We had a wonderful week. After a year of training Sasha has become an ace mouser.
Wednesday evening the peeps were watching some nonsense on TV. (There were no cats in the program. What a waste of time!) We had a bit of a kerfuffle as to whose turn it was to bat the mousie around and there was allegedly some growling. We never growl. We like each other. Mostly. After all we are cats and we get…well…catty!
Anyhow that intrigued the peeps who paused the nonsense program and came to investigate. They startled us and the mousie got free. Sasha was on it in a second but got distracted when the peep said something about treats. What a rube! When you have a live mousie, who needs treats? Anyhow the peep caught the mouse and took it away to the other side of the great pond.
It was so sad. We spent some time teaching Sasha about life. When you have a mousie there is no growling or anything that makes the peeps suspicious. If you do that the mousie disappears never to be seen again.
Thursday evening there was a repeat performance (different mousie) without growling. Sasha was good except that the tail on the real mousie was longer than the catnip one and the peep picked up on that right away. Mousie gone.
We are working on new rules. You can’t play with a live mousie in the family room when the peeps are there. We prefer to go there because there is a carpet. Just in case the mousie gets messy, we like to do that on carpet. The peeps like that too. You should hear them carry on in jubilation when they find a hairball on the carpet. They use words they save for special occasions.
Morgan must be getting old. She oversaw the event but didn’t participate. As some of you will remember, she got a dozen mice a couple years back. Her loss and more play time for me. I’m sort of the goalie. No mousie gets away!
Did you know you can play field hockey with a mousie and you don’t need a stick. A nice soft paw will work just fine. It’s been an exhausting couple of days for everyone. The peeps are discussing what to do about too many mice. Lady peep says that’s what the cats are for. Man peep just grumbles.
Hope your weekend is filled with mousies and a catnip martini!
Note from the peeps — This crew is easier to de-mouse than the last one. Jake used to pick up the mousie in his mouth and run around the house with me chasing him. He’d drop it behind some goddawful large piece of furniture so I couldn’t get it. Then he would come out and mock me. Sasha is very sweet and lets me take it. She thinks of it as a mobile toy rather than a snack.
I know I’m very late to this post, but the title grabbed my attention. It seems that I too have been living in Mousegeddon. Two mornings in a row I’ve found evidence of Theo’s “playful side” in the backyard. I don’t think this is a game the mice like very much.
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I’m cheering for Theo . . . and humming TAPS for the mice.
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They just want to be friends.
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… and today is day 3, although this morning’s victim was rescued alive by Gilles. The little mousie disappeared like greased lightning when Gilles dropped it into the flowerbed.
Theo is clearly at the top of his game right now. Not bad for a 12-year-old mouser.
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Morgan was a great mouser. Now at age 8 she seems to be turning the baton over to Sasha. Yes, I love how fast they fly when you take them outside. Makes me feel good.
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I hate evidence!
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Yeah – too bad they feel the need to ‘share’.
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This is so adorable (from RC Cat’s standpoint…she approves of such an active realm and the good manners to pay some attention to staff needs)
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Gracie sends soft purrs to RC!
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Cats and the mice! Do you know what you want to do about the mice? Are you going to put down traps?
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We have a friendly trap that captures them and we release them outside. No a big fan of most traps.
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That’s a nicer way to do it! I never liked snap traps.
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No and I especially don’t like the sticky ones where they starve to death.
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Wow, I bet your humans give you rewards all the time for all your hard work! Tuna for everyone!
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Nope! They just took away our mouse toy.
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Noooooooooo!!! So sorry, they just don’t understand, do they?
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Nope! Peeps are clueless!
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Funny post. My cats are quite familiar with the special words as they yack on the carpet a lot- I have even more special words for when they do it on my slippers. Have a nice weekend.
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They never did it on my slippers but once on my bathrobe! Fortunately I saw it before I put it on.
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This is a great story Gracie – you’ve captured all the facts and as I see ’em, the peeps are way too persnickety about y’all having a little fun. I mean, what’s the uproar about an occasional mousie or a hairball on the carpeting anyway? Peeps just lack a sense of humor sometimes. SMH!
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They need to go to cat school to learn how to enjoy the pleasures of life.
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Hi, Gracie – This is awesome reporting. I’m glad to read that you are teaching Sasha well. Keep up the good work!
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It’s not easy. She’s put on a few pounds so she’s not exactly quick but the mouse is very motivating.
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I love how I can have cats vicariously through you… and without the mess (of course without the cuddles too 😦 ).
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I’ll think of you as I clean the litter boxes.
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What kind of stupid mouse
Tries to infiltrate a house
Populated with multiple mousers? 😯
Glad you were able to “catch and release” them . . . using your special occasion language.
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Mouse primavera? Mouseloaf? Mouse stew?
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That sounds like progress! My little terrier, Nutty, used to eat half the mouse and gift me with the other half where he knew I would see it first thing in the morning.It was pretty gross. Luckily, we didn’t have many mice!
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That happened once a few months back. They usually catch them in the evening before we go to bed. This one got caught after that and got partially eaten. Yuck!
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While the peeps are away, the mouse got played on. It’s a good excercise for the cats. Bring on the micetini 😻
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The mice are back in the great outdoors!
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Wonderful story! No growling or it’ll make the peeps suspicious. A great cat mantra if I ever heard one. Happy Weekend, Gracie!
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She hopes you can find a catnip martini to brighten your weekend!
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Me too! 🍸
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Bwahahaha…that would almost be better than watching countless reruns of past Stanley Cups games. We do love to see shutouts. Cat 2 Mouse 0
FYI, I do think those electronic mouse deterrents need to be replaced after several years. Maybe a Chinese Mouse bought the company?
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I asked my husband. He thinks they are 3 years old with a life span of 5 years. They seem older to me. I’ve been writing about mice here for a long time!
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Maybe the Sassy Cats are showing them the way in!
Cute post, Kate!
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They are the other team for the field hockey tournament!
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I don’t know why they have to head for the carpet every time they have a hairball. The other day I saw him gulping and I knew it was a hairball, so I picked him up in a hurry and got him to the tile.
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They sure prefer carpeting for hairballs!
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Well Gracie, you sure do have a happy mousing team there. And what fun it must be to pursue the ever elusive moussies in your kingdom.
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We hung signs outside “Mousies welcome.” Hope the peeps don’t find it!
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Sorry that the peeps took your fun away! Luckily (at least for us peeps here), we don’t have to deal with live mousies. But yesterday, I heard Olive crying and went to investigate. She had her toy mousie and was batting it around, probably wishing it was a real mousie.
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Lacy has a blankie that he drags around and cries over.
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Fun post, Gracie.
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Thanks. I wish there weren’t any mousies in the house to write about but beggars can’t be choosers.
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Hi Kate, Funny how cats get “catty.” It looks like you are saving words for special occasions, not for this post. 🙂 One day I may have my daughter write a guest post about the very tiny newborn ‘mousie’ brought in by one of her cats. Spoiler alert. It is now their pet rat.
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I think that is so sweet. Did her cat get over trying to catch it?
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She fed this “mouse” with an eye dropper. Over a month later it has it’s own cage. And, it just happens to be a rat!
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Rats are said to be great pets. Very intelligent and affectionate creatures. Much aligned.
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Great post. The cat from my childhood was a mouser and would line them up on the back step in order of size…….. very dead, but not messy.
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Mostly Jake lined up half bodies and he preferred chipmunks to mice.
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Hm…………… nice, not !!
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Ah, the celebratory special words, reserved for carpet cleaning humans. So true.
I’m always saying, “Why is it ALWAYS the $%#*ing carpet?! Can’t anyone ever get sick on the tiles?!”
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Last week Gracie barfed on the hardwood floors. We had a real celebration. I don’t think she quite understood why I was so happy!
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ha ha – tales of the mousie, indeed. this was great fun!
MJ
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Yes but you didn’t have to catch and rehome them!
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We had mice a couple years ago, and ended up putting this mesh around where the pipes come into the house and problem solved, thankfully. I know it’s fun for the cats to catch the mousies, but Yuck!!
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My husband put mesh around all the pipes and under the siding last fall. We thought that worked then I found an area where the mesh was pulled out. We fixed that but somehow they are still getting in. This is new in the past 5 years so I wonder if something environmentally changed.
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Well I think it takes time to figure out the OPTIMAL way to practice mousing – sounds to me like Sasha is an “up and comer” ! We have never seen a mouse in the house in our 24 years here….I actually think that all the other critters out in the woods catch them well before they get close to the house. There are a LOT of hawks for one thing……they do enjoy a mousemuffin from time to time.
Hugs, Pam
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We have a lot of critters too and for the first 15 years we lived here we didn’t get mice. Not sure what changed. We don’t have an outdoor cat anymore. Maybe that. We also back up to a water retention area. It used to be that they didn’t mow it often. Now they scrap the earth mowing it and I think it’s made some of the small critters moved out. We had our first snake here this year.
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What’s up with all of the mice, Kate? That’s crazy! They must be coming inside to taunt the cats.
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We have no idea. We installed gizmos that make a noise only mice can hear and that was effective for several years. I’m wondering if they wore out. We wouldn’t know as we can’t hear it.
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Cute
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Not from the human perspective. We have no idea where those mice are coming in! We are grateful to the cats but don’t tell them that.
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I hear ya
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LOL Gracie! Sounds like you have trained Sasha well! Almost too well perhaps. 🙂 Enjoy and I hope you all and your peeps have a great weekend!
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The peeps are hoping it’s mouseless.
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I don’t blame them! 🙂
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🙂
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maybe Morgan wanted to be like the emperor and the one who give thumbs up or down?
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That was Mollie but I think Morgan is trying to ascend that throne!
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