So, I think I can
blame this fear of rats on a book I read many long years ago. I was sitting in a dark house with just one
light on and reading a scary book (never a good thing for me to do). In this book, the wickedly bad guy summoned
these rat-like creatures with glowing red eyes out of a hole in the ground to
do evil. About that time, our cat Shoe,
brought in something, yowled to let me know he, the big hunter, had brought in
a treasure. I went in and found a dead
rat. And, my imagination turned it right into
one of the creatures from the book. I
put a bucket over the body and a brick on top of the bucket and left it for MHN to deal with. Since then – evil creatures with glowing red
eyes …….
2002 -- Last night we rented the movie "Dragonfly", which, by
the way, is pretty good. I'm not a big
Kevin Costner fan but he did a good job in this movie.
Anyway, toward the end of the movie, Annie cat came running into
the house (you know, that slouchy run that says I'VE GOT SOMETHING). I actually didn't even notice her until
Michael mentioned that Annie had something in her mouth. So, while keeping one eye on the TV, I
started walking into the kitchen, assuming she had caught a bird and had
brought it in for dinner. Birds I can
deal with - whack the cat, pick up the bird, toss it outside, deal done. 
As I walked over to her, she dropped the thing and it scurried
(SCURRIED) around the floor while she swatted at it. It got all my attention and I let out a
serious shriek and hopped up on the kitchen counter top. A rat! (well, maybe a mouse, which is just as
bad). She caught a mouse and brought it
alive into to the house. Then, she
turned it loose!!
Michael grumpily turned off the TV as I was shrieking "A
MOUSE, A MOUSE, SHE BROUGHT IN A MOUSE.
A LIVE MOUSE. COME IN HERE RIGHT
NOW!!". So, he finally walked in,
looked and commented that she had, in fact, caught a mouse. (At this time, Annie had recaught it and was
holding it tight.) So, he grabs a towel
to get the mouse away from Annie (myself, I'd have opted for a bat or a club or
the bb gun or something more lethal).
Michael and Annie grappled with the mouse for a moment or two and then,
it got away from both of them. Somehow
it managed to slip into a cabinet.
Michael opened the cabinet did didn't see the mouse (heaven knows where
it went and how – I am convinced that certain types of critters are able to
collapse their bones/shells and ooze through walls). He then rather nonchalantly, strolled back to
the TV, leaving me still sitting on the counter.
Wait just a minute, says I - what about the mouse. Well, Michael decided, it was gone – gone
where?? - just gone. About then I was
trying to decide if I was going to take the spare key and sleep over at the
neighbor's house! Michael set a mouse
trap and said not to worry, after all we have three cats! Right and one of them BROUGHT THE DAMN MOUSE
INTO THE HOUSE!
I went back into the living room, resettled in my chair and then
Michael told me that he had noticed Annie when she first came into the room and
that she had dropped whatever she had been carrying right behind my chair. You know, there are things you just never
want to or need to know.
I fired Annie from mouse patrol duty. I have been very cautious about opening any
cabinet or closet.
Take care
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