#mouse life

[an0neemouse]

It's been a while since we've had a blizzard. Kinda feels like my house is gonna blow away.

[an0neemouse]

I hate calling out of work, but it's extra shitty when doing so means the lady I'm training at work has to miss work as well. I feel like an absolute shit-bag but I can't breathe without puffing on my inhaler and every time I talk I end up coughing like it's gonna kill me.

I'm not good at taking care of myself, especially when it inconveniences others. Now I'm sick and anxious.

[an0neemouse]

Mouse work update! My new coworker seems dope as fuck.

1. She drops more f-bombs than I do and that's saying something.

2. She has a daughter who is a witch and she's totally cool with it.

3. She hates the Cheeto.

4. She likes puzzles.

5. She's kind.

[belacqua-at-purgatory]

[mousegirlbartender]

Started a lil side gig hanging posters around downtown for a local venue, working for a staff of all friends.

Own schedule, minimal hours, and the weather is getting nice. I've never felt so relaxed at work.

[catbreon-draws]

me: okay i think that’s enough mice. no more mice guys! that’s it! we’re capping it here!!!!!

also me: plans pairings for the near future

also me: buys fourteen new mice from a transport

also me: places order for 18 new water bottles on chewy

[all1the1usernames1are1gone]

it has been raining for like 24 hours where I live... I enjoyed it for the first 20 hours, now it can pick up its shit and leave town.

[annfosterwriter]

There was a mouse-related INCIDENT in my home today. It began at approx 7am when  my cat came into my bedroom with her usual “BEHOLD WHAT I HAVE SLAIN” yowl that usually accompanies her bringing me a tiny cat toy or stuffed animal. But in this instance, it was a live mouse.

The clever mouse then escaped and went to hide in the corner where I keep my winter socks (sidenote: need to tidy up that corner) and my cat stood VIGIL for approx one hour, waiting for the mouse to come out. Mouse did not come out.

I went back to sleep. Woke up a few times, my cat sometimes by the sock area, sometimes on the bed with me, sort of keeping an eye on things (as in, keeping a cat eye on things, I wasn’t)

Then at 2pm - SEVEN HOURS after the circus began - the mouse finally emerged from the sock area and my cat chased after it and the whole scenario moved into the living room.

It was at around this time, as I watched my cat with the mouse, that I realized she wasn’t hunting to kill. She was like... playing with her new toy/friend. There were numerous chances for her to maul the mouse, but she never did. In fact, during their playtime, my cat at one point ran over to me with her usual “I NEED CAT FOOD PLEASE MUMMY” manner and she scarfed down her canned food, then went back to play with the mouse some more.

With the expert assistance of a pal who has the calm collected demeanour of a 911 phone operator, I managed to catch the mouse in a tiny garbage can and slide cardboard under, as one might to a spider, and let him/her escape outside.

My cat spent some time being like “BUT WHERE IS MY FRIEND MUMMY” and now is just curled up and snuggling with memories of a happy day.

tl;dr my cat is less a lethal killing machine, and more the future star of an “unlikely animal friends” YouTube video. At one point I saw her boop the mouse on the head with her nose, like, just... what