Tag: mouse

Tom 1, Jerry 0

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It has happened.  After practicing on bugs since spring had arrived Henry had his first mammal kill.  He called us in the hallway with persistent meows until we came and admired his prey.  A little, greyish brown mouse lay in the hallway.  It was a no-longer-suffering mouse, not a pinin’ mouse, but a dead-as-a-doornail-mouse. The mouse had passed on, he was no more, he had ceased to be – though not stiff yet, rather limp and floppy.

My bed is nearest to the door leading in the garden.  Do I have to worry?

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am I a cyborg now?

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Henry behaved like an old pro during his second trip to the vet. His kept his caterwauling to a minimum in the car and was almost (!) quiet in the vet’s office. No waiting this time. He was very curious the whole time and complained about me, and the drive, and the indignity of it all to the vet. She then proceeded to feel his balls (which he liked) and declared them small, which means cutting them off can wait a bit.
Back at home je immediately tried to eat the computer mouse. Maybe he senses a connection now that he is chipped.

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