Oh, it is definitely springtime in Southern California! This morning as I was closing the slider Shebee came bursting in the doggy door with a bird in her mouth! NO! Not another bird! I do understand that it is spring and it is in a bird’s nature to hunt and to bring Mommy presents but I don’t want bird feathers all over the front room. I tried to get Shebee to take her bird and go back outside – she wasn’t having any part of that idea. Every time I would try and scoot her out she would put her trophy down for just a second with the intent of getting some pets and the little bird would take off flying around my living room, landing on the blinds, trying to find her way back outdoors and Shebee would grab her again. Feathers would fly! Now when I approached her and she put her captive down, I was able to gently grab it and take it outside. (I was very brave!) I put the little bird up on one of the Cat Freeway off ramps, aka the brick fence between our house and the neighbors. I did all of this while Shebee was searching behind the couch to see where her bird went! She searched the front room for over an hour! She would find a random feather, munch on it a bit and then continue her search. The little bird seemed very stunned when I first put it on the fence but I kept checking back and within a few minutes it was gone. I saved a sparrow!
This is the second time in the last couple of weeks that Shebee and I have had a run in at the slider! The last time she was just approaching it when I saw that she had a mouse in her mouth. I REALLY don’t want another mouse in the house! Cats are supposed to kill the mice in your house, not bring in new ones! So I blocked her! She sat down on the patio looking very confused and put her mouse down. It was alive! It stood up on its back legs and started lecturing Shebee — at least that is what it looked like! And since Shebee didn’t seem to like what the mouse was saying she picked it up and gave it a good shake! So while all of this is going on I am completely freaking out. A dead mouse is one thing but I am not going to watch her kill it. I panicked. I called Jenna! With her moral telephone support I grabbed an empty coffee can and went outside and plopped it on top of the mouse. OK, now what do I do? Shebee is not going to be stopped by a plastic coffee can and I can’t stand there forever so I got the dust pan and slid it under the coffee can, the little mouse was very cooperative! I took it out front and let it go! I saved a mouse!
I am a hero.
Have you rescued anything lately or been brought any presents by your cats?