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.


NGS said...

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

sheree said...

agghhhhhh! That gave me the heebie jeebies!