Mouse rescued and put outside thru window, but I doubt it’s gonna survive. I felt sorry for it—you should’ve seen the look on its tiny little face.

I knew there had to be one around because the younger cat kept patrolling the stove & fridge, She parked herself in front of the fridge staring intently at the bottom of it for like five hours straight the other evening. Guess it finally paid off. She wasn’t keen on giving up her trophy, but now she’s prancing around accepting accolades for catching it.

Yuck. The downside of owning a predator.