A few weeks ago Scout met up with this cute little mouse out in the garden. At first the mouse didn't seem to think she was much of a threat. They had a bit of a stare-off.
Mouse decides maybe he'll just mosey along now . . .
Oh, no, you don't!
Not many critters get away from Scout. She's quite the hunter. I often think of keeping a Kill Sheet for her to track the birds, rodents, lizards, giant moths, and even praying mantises that she catches throughout the year. One day a couple summers ago she caught & killed two hummingbirds. Yes, hummingbirds! TWO! Honestly, I didn't know that was even possible but apparently it is!
So anyway, Scout caught this mouse and brought it into the house {of course} and {of course} it got away from her at one point and disappeared behind the tall {& very heavy} bookshelves in the living room. It spent the night behind the bookcase and Scout spent the night crouched under the t.v. watching the crack where the mouse disappeared. In the morning she was still there. I finally had to take all the books off the shelves and then move the shelf enough for her to slip back there. She chased the mouse out, caught it, and then I chased her, with the mouse in her mouth, out the pet door and into the garden where she and Jack harassed that poor mouse for at least an hour.
I decided he'd surely had enough and went out there and chased him out of the garden, under the cat fencing {much to Jack and Scout's disgust and annoyance}. The little guy's fur was sticking up every which way but he looked basically unharmed. He scurried off across the patio to parts unknown, and those rotten cats haven't forgiven me YET!
. . . but that was MY mouse . . . .!!!!
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