Allira
kittylester
We lost the mouse after it but dh. I just found it! It had gone through a hot wash with some towels. 🤮🤮
OMG, I shouldn't laugh but 😯😥😂
Have you thrown them away or put them on a boil wash, kittylester?
Me too😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
which has gone under the fridge.
I'm at Waitrose and will check that DH has disposed of it before I go home.
I am terrified of mice (and all small, scurrying things)
It's embarrassing at my age and size to be scared of them so please tell me I'm not alone
Allira
kittylester
We lost the mouse after it but dh. I just found it! It had gone through a hot wash with some towels. 🤮🤮
OMG, I shouldn't laugh but 😯😥😂
Have you thrown them away or put them on a boil wash, kittylester?
Me too😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
kittylester
We lost the mouse after it but dh. I just found it! It had gone through a hot wash with some towels. 🤮🤮
OMG, I shouldn't laugh but 😯😥😂
Have you thrown them away or put them on a boil wash, kittylester?
Allira
Possum63
I live in Australia- my cat brings in live venomous snakes! 🐍🐍
I'm surprised your cat has survived! One of DD's dogs was bitten by one once (a glancing blow rather than a proper bite) and spent the night on a drip at the vet's. He survived but only just and he was a big dog.
Exactly the same happened to one of our dogs, in France. It was touch and go for days, but thankfully she survived.
We lost the mouse after it but dh. I just found it! It had gone through a hot wash with some towels. 🤮🤮
Possum63
I live in Australia- my cat brings in live venomous snakes! 🐍🐍
I'm surprised your cat has survived! One of DD's dogs was bitten by one once (a glancing blow rather than a proper bite) and spent the night on a drip at the vet's. He survived but only just and he was a big dog.
Possum63
I live in Australia- my cat brings in live venomous snakes! 🐍🐍
Well, that would be too much, and I’m not generally scared of creatures. What on earth do you do with them? How has the cat managed to survive? You have my utter respect.
hollysteers
My cat left a mouse in the porch yesterday morning, as a gift or to show me what a lousy hunter I am…
I got my pencil out and sketched it, as Beatrix Potter used to do with her dead rabbits etc.
I’d post the sketch, but I was in a hurry for an appointment, so it’s not one of my best. It’s revealing that drawing something really makes you look. The tiny details are fascinating.
Mice up trouser legs and rats in shoes, horrible!😨
Rats up trouser legs - even worse!
I’d love to have seen your sketch, Hollysteers.
I’m loving these mouse stories 😁
But Possum’s post makes us all look like wimps😱😳
My cat left a mouse in the porch yesterday morning, as a gift or to show me what a lousy hunter I am…
I got my pencil out and sketched it, as Beatrix Potter used to do with her dead rabbits etc.
I’d post the sketch, but I was in a hurry for an appointment, so it’s not one of my best. It’s revealing that drawing something really makes you look. The tiny details are fascinating.
Mice up trouser legs and rats in shoes, horrible!😨
I live in Australia- my cat brings in live venomous snakes! 🐍🐍
my gas meter is on the outside wall, when I go out to read it,,,I knock on the door because there used to be 2 large black spiders living there, now there's only one and it's dead, but I can't touch it in case it's only playing dead.
I loathe spiders and am totally freaked out by them.
Having always had houses (all with resident spiders), I assumed they were everywhere. My lovely husband always dispatched them for me and it was about 50 years before I found out he hated them too!
When he died, I managed on my own because I had to! I hated having to catch them in the spider catcher and put them out. I had never had to do that before. I shuddered for ages every time I had to do it.
I now live in a beautiful 8th floor flat! No spiders! Total bliss!
Yes, Allira, he’s welcome, and I’m sure he’s keeping things ship-shape in my kitchen, I just wish he wasn’t such a big bully!
My daughter put her foot into her shoe and felt something…..a rat had escaped from the cat but died in her shoe.
Delila
I’m not afraid of spiders, but a very intimidating one lives under my fridge-freezer and occasionally charges out at me aggressively. I leap back in alarm, it stares at me menacingly for a few seconds, then disappears back under the freezer. It has a large black body and thick black legs.
I am happy to live alongside it, but it needs to stick to its own territory and leave me alone. I wonder how long it’s been there and what it lives on?
Say "Hello Sam" or whatever name you give him and he lives on all the tiny insects and flies that may be in your kitchen.
It tidies up after you've gone to bed!
The cat brought in a mouse a couple of nights ago. He dropped it on the hearth rug. DH squeaked "get it Mini," I had a tea plate on the table beside me which I dropped over the mouse. The cat looked around, mystified as to where his mouse had gone. I slid a card under the plate, took it outside and released the mouse in the shrubbery.
I have to deal with all the creatures the cat brings in, dead or alive.
Oreo, at least I know where it is and where to expect an appearance. I just have to tread carefully, for its sake and my own! 🕷️
Delila
I’m not afraid of spiders, but a very intimidating one lives under my fridge-freezer and occasionally charges out at me aggressively. I leap back in alarm, it stares at me menacingly for a few seconds, then disappears back under the freezer. It has a large black body and thick black legs.
I am happy to live alongside it, but it needs to stick to its own territory and leave me alone. I wonder how long it’s been there and what it lives on?
Shudder!
You’re very brave, I couldn’t put up with that 😬
A very long time ago, when first married and heavily pregnant with twins, we bought a new built house on an estate that was still in its early stages. One afternoon I opened the pantry door and there was a mouse sitting on the shelf looking at me. I screamed the place down and burly builders tore into the kitchen from all directions thinking I was in labour and needed help. They teased me about it for ages.
Our cat, not long departed, was a real mouser. He’d go through the catflap at night and on his return we’d hear this strange mewing sound, wouldn’t open his mouth in case he dropped it, then once in sight of us dropped it. They’d scarper off. Many a time we’d be chasing round at 4 or 5 am in our nightclothes half asleep trying to get the mouse. Not always successfully either. When we moved we pulled out the white goods in the utility room and to our horror found mouse droppings. I’d like another cat but my DH flatly refuses because of all this.
You want to live in our house - or not.
Very few days that our little rescue does not proudly bring in a mouse and deposit it at our feet.
My cat sometimes brings in mice, always alive, and after making sure I am awake, deposits them on the bedroom floor and saunters off. If I’m lucky the poor little thing is petrified and I can pick it up by the tail and deposit it out of the bathroom window. Escapees invariably end up squeezing through the gap in my wardrobe’s sliding doors. In which case I go back to sleep. In the morning I put out a humane trap, deliciously smeared in cat food and peanut butter. It never fails. In a maximum of 24 hours I have a frightened little mouse ready to be released into the wild, sometimes to make a return visit a few days later.
My two Cats have never brought anything in. In fact the two I had before didn't either but my Cats from years ago did. One would somehow bring in Toads, found one in my then little DD shoe in the hall. One came in with a Bat in her mouth.
My current two, one hasn't a clue how to catch anything not even a spider, but one is a menace she leaves her spoils on the Patio.
Last week my GD said she's seen a squirell run across the backyard.
Are you sure it was a squirell? I asked...
The cat brought a mouse in? Hardly the mouses's fault but sounds as if it is going to be punished anyway...
Ages ago, but after our cat once brought one in, we were running around trying to catch it - when it ran up the leg of dd2’s jeans! I’d honestly never thought this really happened!
It was a very cold frosty night, too, so poor dd had to scoot outside and cavort around the frosty lawn, trying to wriggle out of her jeans and let poor little mouse go home!
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