The mouse was successfully dispatched the following night.
Rosie got up in the morning and went in the kitchen. I heard her scream, “A dead mouse! Inside our kitchen!”
She grabbed my phone and took a picture of it and brought it in bed to show me. Indeed, it was a dead mouse on the kitchen floor.
Ada got up to look at it, screamed and ran back in the bedroom to tell me it had tiny eyes/legs/toes and A REAL TAIL.
A REAL MOUSE TAIL, MOM IT HAS A REAL REAL TAIL.
Yep, it does have a tail.
I finally meandered out of the bed to pee and everything, and by the time I walked in the kitchen to throw the mouse away it was…gone.
I know that it was dead. There’s no mistaking a murdered mouse.
Then Rosie told me that Gus Cat had walked off with it in his mouth.
As in the cat took the dead mouse somewhere else in the house.
Ok so I’m not the least bit bothered by one mouse in the house, or a dead mouse in the house. No big deal.
But a missing dead mouse in my house, possibly partially dismantled? That’s a little too gross.
I’ve searched the entire house and haven’t found any sign of the dead mouse. So that leaves me to hope the cat ate the entire thing.
Otherwise…I’ll smell it?
Pregnancy nose plus dead mouse smell. Oh, help.
Please say Gus ate it all. Gus is not a hunter and doesn’t go outside because he’s scared, so he’s never eaten a small animal before. He was walking around the rest of that day with black eyes and purring loudly. I hope that’s a sign he was pleased to have eaten a fresh kill, even if Willow killed it and not him. I’m sure Willow left it as a gift for me. My lady cats always leave dead things as gifts, though usually outside and not in my kitchen.
One day last year Willow ran straight out the door, grabbed a black bird instantly, and ran straight back to me at the door and dropped it at my feet. The girls were stunned. The bird’s neck was snapped. At least it died instantly, poor thing. I really think Willow expected us to eat it. She just kept staring at me and I didn’t know what to do! Awkward kitty moment.
There have been no more mouse turd sightings. Lone mouse is definitely gone. Tyler can stop freaking out now. (A little disappointing, it would be kind of funny if another mouse popped up, except for the nastiness of their little poops…)