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Cat and mouse adventures
May. 1st, 2019 05:44 pmThere have been mouse sounds in our bedroom recently.
Three nights ago, after the lights were out, our cat Pretzel briefly played with a mouse before it got away.
Two nights ago, we heard no sign of the mouse. Karen surmised that it had learned to avoid the bedroom.
Last night, Prezel caught a mouse, leaped onto the bed, let it go, and proceeded to chase and pounce it all around the bed, in pitch blackness.
Honestly, this sounds like an awesome game. I was almost sad to discourage it. But I have a habitual move of "Get the hell off me while I'm trying to sleep". It involves swiftly raising my arm underneath the covers just as Pretzel reaches me, so that she is tampolined diagonally across the bed. I pulled it off perfectly, shooting my arm up just in front of her.
Guess what else was just in front of her. Despite the pitch blackness, I know that I launched the mouse straight upward by a few feet. I know this because of how long it took the mouse to land on my suddenly exposed torso. It had the good sense to scamper onto the sheet, and I quickly flicked it off of the bed, ending the chase.
Yes, I've been very sleep deprived lately, often because of Pretzel. But at least I got to laugh about it this time. Karen is super glad that the mouse didn't land on her.
Three nights ago, after the lights were out, our cat Pretzel briefly played with a mouse before it got away.
Two nights ago, we heard no sign of the mouse. Karen surmised that it had learned to avoid the bedroom.
Last night, Prezel caught a mouse, leaped onto the bed, let it go, and proceeded to chase and pounce it all around the bed, in pitch blackness.
Honestly, this sounds like an awesome game. I was almost sad to discourage it. But I have a habitual move of "Get the hell off me while I'm trying to sleep". It involves swiftly raising my arm underneath the covers just as Pretzel reaches me, so that she is tampolined diagonally across the bed. I pulled it off perfectly, shooting my arm up just in front of her.
Guess what else was just in front of her. Despite the pitch blackness, I know that I launched the mouse straight upward by a few feet. I know this because of how long it took the mouse to land on my suddenly exposed torso. It had the good sense to scamper onto the sheet, and I quickly flicked it off of the bed, ending the chase.
Yes, I've been very sleep deprived lately, often because of Pretzel. But at least I got to laugh about it this time. Karen is super glad that the mouse didn't land on her.
