Picture the scene:
Walking into the kitchen and noticing the cat is crouching over something. 'Bugger,' comes the thought, 'looks like she's hacked up a hairball.'
O_o
The hairball is moving...
o_O
The hairball has a tail...
O_O
The hairball is a little fieldmouse...
*cue flurry of action*
*scoops cat away from small ball of rodent*
*covers small ball of rodent with an empty tea caddy*
Some skilful manoeuvring later and I have one small fieldmouse in a tea caddy.
Oh. My. God.
So small!
So furry!
So unbelievably adorable!
*fights against urge to feed him chicken and call him Hubert*
*avoids death glare from cat who is well aware what I'm thinking and will bitch!slap me for the chicken if it becomes necessary*
*releases small furry rodent (now totally thought of as Hubert) in the front garden*
* watches Hubert saunter away into the garden, most likely bemoaning the lack of chicken*
*goes back inside to find cat eating chicken and still giving me death glares*
And the more things change, the more they stay the same...
Walking into the kitchen and noticing the cat is crouching over something. 'Bugger,' comes the thought, 'looks like she's hacked up a hairball.'
O_o
The hairball is moving...
o_O
The hairball has a tail...
O_O
The hairball is a little fieldmouse...
*cue flurry of action*
*scoops cat away from small ball of rodent*
*covers small ball of rodent with an empty tea caddy*
Some skilful manoeuvring later and I have one small fieldmouse in a tea caddy.
Oh. My. God.
So small!
So furry!
So unbelievably adorable!
*fights against urge to feed him chicken and call him Hubert*
*avoids death glare from cat who is well aware what I'm thinking and will bitch!slap me for the chicken if it becomes necessary*
*releases small furry rodent (now totally thought of as Hubert) in the front garden*
* watches Hubert saunter away into the garden, most likely bemoaning the lack of chicken*
*goes back inside to find cat eating chicken and still giving me death glares*
And the more things change, the more they stay the same...