After chasing a mouse around my den, I watched it dart from that room and zip into the nearby laundry room. I poked around the laundry room for no more than a minute. There were far too many hiding places in there for me to cover.
After giving up on the chase, I
found my 20 pounds of housecat in the kitchen.
Following is my conversation with him:
ME: Splash,
there is a mouse in the house. It ran
into the laundry room and is now hiding in there. That’s where your food is, buddy. Do the math on that.
CAT: --
ME: You’re
going to help me corner the mouse, right?
CAT: --
ME: It’s
a mouse. You’re a cat. You can trot in there and do your thing.
CAT: --
ME: Mice are small, but they
eat a lot, Splash. And they spend all
day eating. You spend all of your
day sleeping. Are you seeing the problem
here?
CAT: --
ME: Okay. I’ve got this.
Two hours later, after setting
out four live traps, I found myself walking a mouse out onto the edge of the prairie
for release in the juniper and sagebrush.
My cat, meanwhile, was napping.
Splash
—Mitchell Hegman
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