July 20, 2008 Sunday



I was up at 7:30 yesterday morning, which is earlier than I'm usually awake. I wandered into the kitchen and whoa! - There it was - a mouse. More correctly, half a mouse. And obviously expired.

It was not the first time a dead mouse has turned up during Hunky and Dorie's tenure, althouigh the instances have been few and far between. But our flaky felines obviously do not share Opie and c.c.'s catch-and-release philosophy.

So I removed the evidence to the weed-ridden garden along the side of the house, then had a face-to-face with the innocent-appearing carnivors, in an effort to determine the specific perpetrator. By default, Dorie would usually be the prime suspect; she's the one who is always into something. Hunky is the more reposed.

But Hunky is intense with his playtime, and he's a definite possibility.

Actually, it doesn't really matter. They're just being cats, and they're getting good at it.