Dead mousie, my housie
Cat brought dead mousie to door of bedroom, where I am. I checked, mouse indeed dead. Freak out, but need not chase mousie. Run to kitchen in tshirt and panties trying to think of something to put mousie in for disposal. Curse husband away at film festival. Realize have no pants, run back to bedroom. Cat munching on mousie. Freak out more. Run back to kitchen with pants. (Why Pants?) Get plastic bag – opaque.
OK. Mousie. Hand must actually reach down, get mousie {eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew tail.} Wipe floor, everything in plastic bag. Run outside (Pants!) Raining – don’t care. Bag in trash can, corpse disposed. Back inside, consider route of cat and mousie. In through basement, up stairs, down hallway past bathroom, through study to door of bedroom. Check every inch for spare mousies. Clear. Shivery feeling. Who’s been yelling?
Have to know what happen now, cat eat mouse get sick say ow? Nothing like cat barf in housie, 'specially when have parts of mousie. Nothing there is quite so vile as puddle of hair and bones and bile.
Spot where mouse dropped full of germs. Leave too long it crawl with worms. Better spray with disinfectant and hope to hell mouse not expectant 'cause maybe babies already had and many more chances for cat to be bad and next week cat drop at your door tiny mouses more and more. Brrrr. Who wants cake?
Ok, tomorrow now. Freaking out mostly over. Floor highly disinfected, no worms on call. No walking barefoot right there either. Kitty pauses to sniff at spot when walks by, otherwise episode over.
Worst case ever was when kitty came in at 3 am and upchucked half of bird over most of bedroom floor. Stepped in that. … {EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW} Woke husband up to share in horror of that one. Memory strongly repressed.
Kitty usually much more polite, consumes tiny victims in yard.
Get used to it!
You’ve just taught your cat that:
- bringing mousie to you gets you all excited, running back & forth, etc.
- you like mousies so much that you take them away from cat to keep for yourself.
So now your loving cat will continue to bring such ‘gifts’ to you, and leave them at your bedroom door, knowing how excited that makes you. Isn’t this nice of cat?
P.S. Don’t worry about this so much. A mouse is probably about as sanitary as most other things in your house. Considerably less germ-infested than a housefly, for example.
It’s fairly likely that your cat caught this mouse inside your house. Would you prefer a live mousie running around in the walls, instead of the need to dispose of a mousie corpse?
You have a cat and you’re squeamish about cleaning up mouse parts?
Who empties your litter box or dumps the hairballs?
There’s several ways to get rid of squeamishness. One simple one is to have children. They make so much mess from day one that you are quickly cured.
The other is to imagine you are gardening. You put your hands into the dirt, get manure or it’s semi-sanitized cousins on your gloves and clothes, and cut up a few earthworms every time you dig. Mice are no worse.
My cat brings in headless geckos every summer and lays them at my feet.
Forgot to add: DO set traps where they might get in. Traps are cheap at the grocery stores, maybe two for $1.50, so buy a few packs. A simple bait is a dab of peanutbutter. Cheese is the classic.
Mice are not loners. If one came in, another is nearby. But if the trap is near where the first one came in, any others will be caught in two days.
I had one in my kitchen recently, eyeing me from behind the fridge. Got trapped within an hour after the lights went out.
Sometimes there is a hole in the wall, but sometimes they just come in when you leave the door open for a while. A warm draft comes out of your house and they follow it inside.
Thanks to this, and the style of the OP, I now have the Siamese cat song from “Lady and the Tramp” in my head.
Where there being mousie, there are more nearby…