last night at 3am-ish my cat caught a mouse and brought it up onto the bed and shoved it into my dog's face proudly, which he didn't enjoy so he left the room, and left me to fumble around trying to figure out if the mouse was still alive. while she (my cat) kept trying to hide it under the blankets and play with it, i realized it wasn't alive, so i swept it up onto a dustpan and chucked it out a window because i didn't know what else to do with it.
she didn't lie on her resume.










