Biff is not home today. He had to go out of town for the night. He won't be home 'til much later.Whenever Biff is out of town, one of our kitties brings home a present to let me know he is the hunter, gatherer and great protector. I'm not making this up. It's been happening for years.Our kitties and doggies are very protective. The fish, not so much.
Today, the kitty found a mouse. Usually, it's at the back door. This is enough to send me screaming out the front door. It's not only the mouse, mole or whatever.....it's the fact that once I take the dogs out, they will want to retrieve. Which creates a stream of events and shrieking throughout the day!
This morning...before 6:30a.m., I heard T.J. He said, "Mom...the cat has a mouse." Oh, again. He always does this when Dad's out. Where is it?
"That's the problem," he said in a rather calm voice. Huh? SHRIEK! The kitty had it in his mouth...IN the house!!!!!!
Chaos and squealing occurred. T.J. was more shocked by me than the mouse in the house issue. We both paused a moment to laugh at....well, me. Then we were off. To chase the cat. Who had the mouse. In the house. Daisy was on the go with us. We had all kinds of trapping devices......
All before taking T.J. out the door to school! WAKE UP!
Always, we take the good with the bad. Sadly, Grace has a fever today. A bad cough. She is in a deep, deep sleep. Thankfully. To get better, I think sleep is good. Today, I'm sorry she is not feeling well. Today, I was delighted to have her tucked away in bed. I think it may have been just a bit more chaotic. Perhaps, more shrieking. I hink she may have threatened to move.