The mouse, the cat, the dog, the blog.

Ok, so now that it's dead, what are we gonna do, with it?

How, what? I don't want to touch it, do I?

Another mouse has found it's way into our apartment, and was efficiently captured and severely injured by Cute Cat, before Melvin noticed anything was going on. But when Melvin had realised what was at stake - a cute mouse - he took the mouse, and carried it away from Cute Cat. And whenever Cute Cat tried to approach, Melvin jumped at him with a horrifying GRR and tried to bite him off.

I let them play with it and kill it themselves. I could have dislocated the mouse's neck from its body, but I let the boys play. I hope the mouse's spirit comes back and tells all its babies that one should not enter apartment 225 - If the cat doesn't get to you, the dog will.


Is this how you hold one of these?

Proud mouse-holder.


Cute Cat was allowed to play with, and lethally wound the mouse before...

...Melvin discovered it. Then it was only Melvin's mouse!