Good Monday morning to all of you! Happy Independence Day to my American readers!! It is a nice Monday morning. Well, I think it is anyway. Of course it would depend on a persons idea of “nice”. For some nice could mean winter with 5 feet of snow on the ground. Kind of a nightmare scenario. For others nice could mean a gentle summer rain. That one is not so bad. Others might consider heavy rain with thunder and lightning to be nice.
Not my choice, but I am kind of strange. Others might think that sunny and calm is nice. Now we are talking. Speaking of talking. I was very tired on Friday night. Okay, I usually am tired at night. It is kind of a strange phenomenon I know, but as I said previously, I am kind of strange. But I digress. Anyway, I get to bed and 15 minutes later, after falling asleep, I hear Muffin calling from the living room.
What? What? Is something wrong? Oh wait, that is her, “hey, I just caught a mouse” meow. This was followed by a bunch of loud crashing and things falling! Sigh. I am glad she catches the mice that come in, but that was a bit loud. Now I am wide awake again. And I have to go see what has happened, in case Muffin hurt herself. I also need to get rid of the mouse before Muffin gets the weird idea that this thing is a nice midnight snack.
So I get out of bed and walk into the dresser…forgot, the door is that way. So I go through the door and Muffin comes running over meowing excitedly swirling around my legs and takes me over to the mouse. Good, it is dead this time. I bend over to grab the tail and the thing squeaks, jumps and runs off. Muffin was right behind it but the mouse ran under my recliner. Muffin cannot get under that.
Meanwhile I am recovering from this frightening experience. I am not scared of mice, I just thought it was dead so when it jumped, so did I. Just kind of natural when something happens that is not supposed to happen but does happen anyway. Hmm, anyway, I could see this was going to take a while so I decide to find out what went crashing and smashing. I look all over. Not even the tiniest thing was out of place.
I know that is impossible, however, that is the way it was. I was happy about that on one hand, but curious that they could make so much noise without causing any damage or even anything falling or moving out of place. Back to bed for me, but sleep does not come along too quickly since I am still trying to figure out this puzzle of nothing moving out of place. Plus I know that as soon as I fall asleep Muffin will catch the mouse again and I will be getting up again.
It was not quite that way, it took nearly a whole hour and that familiar meowing was heard once more. I got up. Mouse was on floor. Muffin went over to show me it was dead this time…and it ran away again. I banged my head on the door and went back to bed. The rest of the night was quiet. But that did not stop me from waking up every hour expecting to hear more meowing. Sigh. Oh, the mouse got safely away. Thank you all for reading this morning, have a great day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
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