Sunday, March 15, 2009

It Wasn't a chew toy.

This evening I was sitting on the couch.  Howler was gently poking his paw under the couch.  I decided to help him.  I reached under the couch and pulled a small gray mouse.

I thought it was one of the stuffed mice I had for them.

It. Was. Not.

It was a very dead, very dessicated mouse.  I'm guessing that he brought it into the house already dead.  Though, I never smelled dead/decaying mouse in the house.

Dear God, please let have already been dead when he brought it in.  Amen.

2 comments:

NGS said...

Oh, God. I've been there my friend. I'm so sorry!!

sheree said...

agghhhhhh! That gave me the heebie jeebies!

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