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Yay now is hunty tiem!
Feb. 4th, 2010 10:07 pmThere are mice.
They scrabble around at night. Gnawing. Scuttling. Squeaking.
Athena isn't nimble enough any more for full-on mouse hunts, but Kismet has matured into a very dedicated mouser. It is by turns creepy and hilarious to watch her: creepy because she will stand stock-still for minutes at a time just waiting and listening in some corner of the room, and I will forget she's there and do something else and five minutes later I turn around and JUMP-SCARE!; hilarious because sometimes she *knows* they're in there, dammit, and why won't they come out and be eaten?. Cue quizzical looks, bowing, clawing the skirting and (sadly not captured in these photos) licking/mouthing the door in an attempt to change reality with the power of her mind. In this case, trying to wedge her head into the sliding-door cavity and catch the mouse two inches too far away:
Sorry, honey. My head doesn't fit in there either.
They scrabble around at night. Gnawing. Scuttling. Squeaking.
Athena isn't nimble enough any more for full-on mouse hunts, but Kismet has matured into a very dedicated mouser. It is by turns creepy and hilarious to watch her: creepy because she will stand stock-still for minutes at a time just waiting and listening in some corner of the room, and I will forget she's there and do something else and five minutes later I turn around and JUMP-SCARE!; hilarious because sometimes she *knows* they're in there, dammit, and why won't they come out and be eaten?. Cue quizzical looks, bowing, clawing the skirting and (sadly not captured in these photos) licking/mouthing the door in an attempt to change reality with the power of her mind. In this case, trying to wedge her head into the sliding-door cavity and catch the mouse two inches too far away:
Sorry, honey. My head doesn't fit in there either.
