We had an exciting evening last night. We were all sitting in our living room when Max our cat walked into the middle of the room with a big, fat mouse in his mouth. He then decided to show off and put it down. I guess he wanted us to see his superb hunting skills. The wounded mouse scurried behind the Christmas tree with Max on the prowl behind him. What happened next was mayhem! The girls began to chase after the cat who was chasing the mouse. There was a lot of squealing and carrying on. The mouse ran down the hall into Lydia and Jessica’s room. Max chased it back out and it ended up being cornered by Max in the hall closet.
From the closet it ran into the bathroom and out again, crossing over the tops of my feet on the way through the hallway into Elaina and Anjelia’s room. I am not afraid of mice, but when I felt it’s little toe nails on my feet I let out a loud scream. This scared Anjelia badly and she began to scream. Max chased the poor little critter under Anjelia’s bed. James waited at the foot of the bed with a big stick. The mouse ran out and James wacked it real hard and killed it or at least knocked it out.
We let Max take his kill outside to enjoy. Things started to calm down and the excitement seemed to be over. After a few minutes, I turned around and Max had snuck back in through the garage kitty door and had the mouse back in the living room!!! This started things up again a bit, but we shut the garage door and put him back out!
Max gloried in his kill, sitting at our door throwing the mouse in the air over and over again. He was so proud to show off to us. It was quite the show!!! He had that mouse going three feet into the air. Squealing commenced again.
I wish I would have had a camcorder!!!!!