PaulSB
Squire
- Location
- Chorley, Lancashire
Another little tale for you on a damp and miserable Saturday afternoon. Regular readers, and those actually paying attention, will recall I was on babysitting duties at STP's house on Thursday. They have three cats.
Mrs P came to do the second shift and we were both there for perhaps 30 minutes. This is how the conversation went:
Mrs P "Those cats have a toy mouse don't they?"
Mr P "Yes, very realistic. Think it's in the front room"
(You can see where this is going....😄)
I walked through to the back room where the cat is sat looking intently at a mouse which isn't moving.
Mrs P "That's very realistic"
At this point it dawned on us both this was a real field mouse. Tiny. It was alive and too petrified to move. Picked up and took it to the back door for freedom. I then went out to the car returning five minutes later.
In the back room the cat is sat staring intently at an upturned pint glass. Underneath the glass is the same feckin' mouse!!!! Bloody cat had gone out and caught it....AGAIN! Mrs P had trapped it.
We locked the cat in and I took the mouse to the field over the road.
Mrs P came to do the second shift and we were both there for perhaps 30 minutes. This is how the conversation went:
Mrs P "Those cats have a toy mouse don't they?"
Mr P "Yes, very realistic. Think it's in the front room"
(You can see where this is going....😄)
I walked through to the back room where the cat is sat looking intently at a mouse which isn't moving.
Mrs P "That's very realistic"
At this point it dawned on us both this was a real field mouse. Tiny. It was alive and too petrified to move. Picked up and took it to the back door for freedom. I then went out to the car returning five minutes later.
In the back room the cat is sat staring intently at an upturned pint glass. Underneath the glass is the same feckin' mouse!!!! Bloody cat had gone out and caught it....AGAIN! Mrs P had trapped it.
We locked the cat in and I took the mouse to the field over the road.