A Mouse's Last View

The Varmint took this picture today, in our backyard.


Yesterday, we awoke to the cat behaving all sketchy and weird, yowling and stiff-legged, stalking through our backyard planter, and pacing back and forth on our patio.

A few minutes later, we discovered three "Kitty Gifts." Two were inside the garage, in the usual place (right next to his food bowl, as if he were participating in a potluck). One was a mangled, half-eaten rat head that even Hannibal Lecter would have refused, and a pile of blue feathers with nary an entrail or bit of blood upon them. The most impressive offering was displayed on the patio - a whole, fresh-killed gopher. 

We're still trying to figure that one out.

But as I said, that was yesterday's news, and let's face it: We live in a world where it's what you do today that counts. Apparently McLovin understands that, too.

Which is why, when Makenna comes running in after being on the patio this morning and hollers, "MOMMY! MOUSE!!!" my blood ran a little cold. I have a vision of her holding out a half-chewed, bloody rodent as she runs up to me, but I'm wrong. She's mouse-free.

I take a deep breath and brace myself to stay cool, as she takes my hand to show me her discovery on the patio. I have to say, I am immensely relieved when I see the mouse, whole if a little saliva-soaked, still in McLovin's jaws. 

Of course, I was less pleased when it twitches and I realize it is temporarily still alive. "SEE MOMMY? MOUSE!"

"Mmm-hm! Mouse, baby. You're right. And look, kitty and the mouse are playing together now... How about we go inside and watch TV?" I say, herding her inside as she cranes her neck to see the mouse. I shut and lock the door behind me.

Thirty minutes later, there is a neat pile of intestines carefully presented as an offering in the usual place. 

We're so grateful.

And as I write this, I can't help but wonder: What's will we find tomorrow? The cat is on a roll.





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I am a writer and lazy artist who loves travel, architecture and design. Right now, I'm into photography. My fabulous husband (a.k.a. The Varmint) and I are also the principals of a San Diego-based creative agency - and new parents to the divine Baby Mak. Read More >