Shake out your shoes.

[magnificentwilf]

Hobbes had a mouse in his mouth when he came up from the basement.  (Not a yarn mouse, a real mouse, poor thing.)
He's currently playing cat and mouse in the kitchen by the entrance way where we keep our shoes.
I suspect the mouse may be hiding in the shoes. The door to the bedroom get latched tonight, I don't want Hobbes bringing in any spoils of

Comments

[the_feral_cat]

OMG! Crap, I'm going to come home to dead mouse in my bed, aren't I?...

[magnificentwilf]

Adam was presented with the hunting trophy this morning at 5:00 a.m.

[the_feral_cat]

Haha. He didn't step on it and think it was a stuffed mouse again, did he?

[magnificentwilf]

Hobbes brought it up on the bed and meowed for Adam to make it go. Adam half asleep thinking Hobbes wanted him to throw a yarn ball began feeling about for the "toy", instead of touching yarn he found something decidedly more furry and with a tail.

[qtheallpowerful]

oh dear.

Did you get the yarn? I left it on the door.

[magnificentwilf]

Yes, thank you.