Mouse Slayer Extraordinaire
The actual crime scene photos are too graphic to share, and I’m seriously considering therapy.
But.
We’re six down and counting. Thankfully, Baci, who at 13 had never even seen anything with fur except Calin, another giant Maine Coon cat, has been my hero!
Big cat genes kick in. If it moves, make it stop.
For those of you who have never had a feline friend, know that except for body mass, they are indistinguishable from Bengal tigers.
No more 2:00 am feedings because she’s very BUSY. Good because I’m too scared to walk to the kitchen in the dark.
I prepare myself for coffee runs at daybreak. The perp walk. The carnage in the hallway. It’s difficult to unsee a dead baby mouse.
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Please make it stop.