Catching a Mouse
Cats are supposed to hunt mice....we just don't seem to have any of the furry critters around the house. So what's my feisty cat supposed to do?
Last night I walked by the computer desk and saw the computer mouse dangling way off the desk. Upon further inspection the track ball was also missing. This had Gunnar written all over it.
I called over to Matt that I was going to need helping find the track ball.
"There are only so many places where it could be," he said.
I shot him a look.
"Oh yeah, he probably played with it a knocked it somewhere. There's no telling," he realized.
First I looked under the dog bed closest to the desk. It wasn't there.
Then, I went to the place that all the pets' balls end up—under the couch.
First I found a blue ball of similar size, then I found the grey track ball.
It must have been fun to knock the mouse off the desk and then play with the ball. I would say it was a good hunt.
Only, how did Matt (who was a few feet away) not hear the commotion?
I tucked the mouse in a drawer so he couldn't hunt it anymore. We'll just have to be more careful from now on if we want to keep our electronics in tact.
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