Monday, June 22, 2009

Victory for the Small Carnivore

If you had asked me last week, I would have told you that my cat is mostly useless. She's surly, doesn't like to be touched, and makes more work for me by barfing regularly (though, admittedly, usually on tile or hardwood, rarely on carpet). She contributes nothing, unless you count offering us many opportunities to mock her.

That is, until today. For the past two nights, there has been a mouse in our house, keeping us awake at night with its panicked squeaking. Yesterday, we discussed our various options: humane traps, snap traps, glue traps, poison, etc. But when we woke up this morning, we found that our small carnivore had finally done something useful:
Bonus: no blood, no mess, I don't have to buy any traps, cleanup is trivial.

Thank you, little friend. Perhaps you're not useless after all.

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