A little mouse has come to us last night. She has ate a portion of our soap and then - fallen to our little bath. Most of the night, being half-sleeping, I could hear her ceaseless efforts to get out.
It was easy to catch her.
But then - what to do..?
To drown her? That's no fun..!
To give her to our 20+ years old home cat, my teddy bear..?
What a shame..!
Happily, we have another one - and an expert killer to finish the job...
Just to ensure you that our old cat isn't that passive and pacifist all the time - that's how his breakfast looks like:
And vow to me, if I wouldn't give her what she is thinking I ought to, immediately after feeding our horses!