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Dammit, Princess, this is Not Your Job!

There was hail yesterday - and it was still lying on the grass when we got back from the gym at lunchtime. Gravelly little chunks of it clustered in the grass. It also snowed, but only for about a minute. But the hail made the most enormous racket against the library door!

*

And this evening, Princess Fluffykins has brought in a mouse*. It is loose in the library. There are many convenient places in the library where a mouse may hide, as the bookshelves have convenient mouse-sized openings at the bottom. Dammit.

* or, possibly, some other small, swift, brown mammal

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well, the mouse (rodent) catching might be considered a traditional part of a cat's resume -however, the live release into the house is slightly backwards from most expectations.

I hope you can find/trap the critter so your library isn't overrun

Pestilent cat! I thought I'd impressed upon her the need to keep the prey outside (by chasing her out with it, or catching it and putting it outside), but plainly she has got away with chancing it this time.

We have not found a mouse corpse this morning, or a live mouse.

Hail is kind of scary, I've always thought. Snow is much nicer.

She's clearly getting her revenge for the indignities she suffered at the vet :-)

The hail was *so* noisy! One of our singing friends was out playing golf in it...

Pestilent cat!

That is not a very regal gift! For shame, Princess.

It is entirely inappropriate!

It's odd, though, how a tiny little creature, which I *know* cannot hurt me, caused me to shriek with dismay and withdraw myself from its vicinity. (I was trying to catch it with the dustpan and brush, but failed dismally.)