October 5, 2012 by sledpress
It took long enough, but they got him.
Spotted in a double take, as always happens, next to the food dishes in the basement — score one to Torvald and Agatha! — as if stashed away for a snack should I be remiss in filling them.
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Actually, it was a clean kill, not a drop of blood anywhere, probably the mouse’s neck was broken before he knew what hit him.
Possibly a suicide. Cats are scary!
I think they caught him raiding the food dish.
I thought when they leave these “gifts” next to the food dishes it’s considered an exchange for all the food you leave them.
At least they didn’t leave it in the laundry basket. Imagination reels.