Time to fess up. I had to do Max and Sam's dirty work last week.
Max (above left) brought home some very lively wildlife one morning before I left for work. Squeaking wildlife. Whether baby rat or giant mouse has not been minuted.
He deposited it in the Perfectly Clean and Ordered House ready for Peter's arrival. And it took off, making its way into the farthest reaches of rolled drawings.
He deposited it in the Perfectly Clean and Ordered House ready for Peter's arrival. And it took off, making its way into the farthest reaches of rolled drawings.
So I invited neighbour cat Sam in, figuring that between Max and Sam, they would speedily despatch of the little critter with teamwork.
The pair of them were Entirely Useless in the manner of cartoon cats. At one point Sam prodded the Critter, it screeched and jumped in the air (in the shower stall at this stage) and then the Critter ran to hide between Sam and the tiled wall. Sam flinched. More prodding and squeaking.
I had to put a plastic container on top of Critter and then enlist human aid to extract Critter from my place. All I'm saying is that it is now buried in the herb garden along with its relatives in the Critter Graveyard.
We've got great herbs. If you've ever had my pesto, you know this to be true.
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3 comments:
very scary stuff!! glad it was your place and not mine......
You're made of stern stuff - proud of you.
A civilized cat might play with the wildlife, but not eat it, yuk!!
miau
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