All day long I’ve had a rotten lousy cold. My head is congested, my nose feels like a swollen water balloon and my eyes have little rivers running out of them. I’ve been tired and miserable and barely able to keep awake, much less do what I needed to do. Until about 15 minutes ago, when I sat down to write this.
As you might remember, my daughter, son-in-law and grandson and I all live together. We have a split level house and mostly I stay on the bottom level and they stay on the top level. Of course there are some common areas, like the kitchen which is upstairs. But the laundry room and shop/utility room are down here with me. And while my dogs tend to stay down here with me, my daughters cats have no boundaries and basically roam all over.
Beebert and Roscoh are your basic American short-haired cats, one is orange the other is grey. Beebert is mostly a mama’s boy and follows my daughter around, but Roscoh is younger and seems to have no real allegiance to anyone. One of the things he likes to do is go into the shop and nose around. Sometimes he’ll stay for hours and you won’t see him at all, behind all the stacks of paint cans and what not in there. Sometimes he crawls up into a chair in there and naps. But mostly if you do see him, he seems to be stalking something…what I’m not sure, but he crouches and peers into dark corners and sits staring intently at his alleged prey.
Normally the door to the shop is closed, but Roscoh has really been wanting in there recently. He prances down the hall and meows up at me as if to say “Grandma, let me in there!”, which of course I do. After all I’m a sucker for a cute face. Well tonight he did the same, and I opened the door and promptly forgot about him.
Until I sat down to write. When I see out of the corner of my eye Roscoh has come back down the hall. I turned because when this happens, I jump up to run down the hall and close the door for the night. But this time when I turned, not only did I see Roscoh, but I realized there was a little grey clump in front of him. With 2 cats, 2 dogs and a 4 year old in the house, you get kind of used to things being on the floor, so it didn’t hit me at first. Until it moved!
EEEEEEKKKKKKKKK, it’s a mouse! I’ve haven’t moved that fast since I was a kid. I was around the corner and screaming like a little kid for my son-in-law to come down and get it NOW! He didn’t hear me because he was playing video games and had a headset on, but my daughter came running down the hall to see what was going on and got him down the stairs pronto!
Within a short period of time he and Roscoh had the mouse cornered IN MY BATHROOM where it was promptly caught and released into the wilds of our backyard. But even now my heart is racing and while I could hardly keep my eyes open before, now I don’t think I will be able to close them all night! It was all over in about 3 minutes, but my whole perspective changed. So here is what I learned (or already knew but became acutely aware of):
- Creatures come inside when the temp drops
- Cats do play “cat and mouse” games
- I can really move when I need to
- Don’t get sucked in by a cute face
And lastly, keep your eyes open for the little things in life that can really change your outlook!
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