Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Next week on Crazy Cat Convos: THE HORROR, THE HORROR.
It's always bad news when MEL catches GRAHAM trotting purposefully into the house, and then trotting back out again a few seconds later. MEL gets up from her desk to see GRAHAM standing in the middle of the living room rug with a large MOUSE in his mouth. MEL leaps from her chair.
MEL: No mouse in the house! No mouse in the house!
GRAHAM: *obediently turns tail and trots outside with his mouse*
The MOUSE skitters back inside and hides behind GRAHAM's litter tray.
MEL: NO MOUSE IN THE HOUSE!!
MEL pushes the litter tray aside. The MOUSE is cowering, breathing heavily, intestines poking from a large wound in its side.
MEL: OH GOD! GRAHAM!
GRAHAM: *nonchalant miaow*
MEL moves the litter tray so the MOUSE has nowhere to hide. Maybe GRAHAM will now take it outside. Instead, he flops down to watch the MOUSE cower in the corner, smearing blood over the wall.
MEL: OH GOD THE MOUSE IS LEAPING IN THE AIR TRYING TO ESCAPE! IT'S TERRIBLE!
MEL: OH SHIT IT SOMEHOW SQUEEZED UNDER THE BATHROOM DOOR! IT'S IN THE BATHROOM NOW
MEL: OH GOD IT WENT UNDER THE DOOR FROM THE BATHROOM TO MY STUDY! IT'S HIDING UNDER A COPY OF OVERLAND!
MEL picks mouse up by the tail (which is poking out from the magazine) and puts it in the compost bin.
GRAHAM sits stupidly on the bathroom scales observing MEL get the mouse out by the tail. He currently weighs 5.7kg.
It's always bad news when MEL catches GRAHAM trotting purposefully into the house, and then trotting back out again a few seconds later. MEL gets up from her desk to see GRAHAM standing in the middle of the living room rug with a large MOUSE in his mouth. MEL leaps from her chair.
MEL: No mouse in the house! No mouse in the house!
GRAHAM: *obediently turns tail and trots outside with his mouse*
The MOUSE skitters back inside and hides behind GRAHAM's litter tray.
MEL: NO MOUSE IN THE HOUSE!!
MEL pushes the litter tray aside. The MOUSE is cowering, breathing heavily, intestines poking from a large wound in its side.
MEL: OH GOD! GRAHAM!
GRAHAM: *nonchalant miaow*
MEL moves the litter tray so the MOUSE has nowhere to hide. Maybe GRAHAM will now take it outside. Instead, he flops down to watch the MOUSE cower in the corner, smearing blood over the wall.
MEL: OH GOD THE MOUSE IS LEAPING IN THE AIR TRYING TO ESCAPE! IT'S TERRIBLE!
MEL: OH SHIT IT SOMEHOW SQUEEZED UNDER THE BATHROOM DOOR! IT'S IN THE BATHROOM NOW
MEL: OH GOD IT WENT UNDER THE DOOR FROM THE BATHROOM TO MY STUDY! IT'S HIDING UNDER A COPY OF OVERLAND!
MEL picks mouse up by the tail (which is poking out from the magazine) and puts it in the compost bin.
GRAHAM sits stupidly on the bathroom scales observing MEL get the mouse out by the tail. He currently weighs 5.7kg.
