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Reposted from elsewhere:

I put up a horrfied howl at finding a flattened mouse carcass at the bottom of a pile of dirty towels I was putting into the laundry. It's a good thing I have the habit of loading a washer an item at a time so as not to induce thumping at the spin cycle, otherwise, I'd have washed the mouse.

King turned into girl's blouse when one of the kittens carried the ex-mouse into the den and pulled a bit off. *I* had to get the dustpan and broom and dispose of the two-part mouse because King was cringing at his desk, feet up, yelling.

The mouse morning also featured one of the handles of a pair of hedge clippers lying on the kitchen counter, smelling of dish soap, and Boy hiding from us when we discovered it, a sure sign he had something to do with it.

We tried to piece together a scenario, since the towels were on the other side of the laundry room when I went to bed. We think Boy stepped on an already-expired rodent, covered it up because he was grossed out, and that the cats tried to cover for him in turn by soaping up one dismembered hedge clipper handle.

Date: 2005-12-21 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] divalea.livejournal.com
It's like it just apparated, isn't it?

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