Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! *flail*

[sessifet]

I just trod on a mouse!

A live one!

It is now no longer alive.

And disturbingly flat.

And surrounded by an interesting splatter pattern.

And Snowball is staring at me like: 'Hey! I was going to eat that!'

And now I have to clean it up!

*runs of flailing madly*

Comments

[shinydan.livejournal.com]

Something like that happened to me once. Except the mouse was dead. And then someone offered the remains to me inna bun. Cats are wonderful things...from a safe distance. 8)

[sessifet25.livejournal.com]

Cats are wonderful things...from a safe distance.

Yeah. Sometimes I wonder why I didn't go for snakes.

Snakes eat mice too, but at least they have the decency not to actually catch them themselves and leave them as little presents on your doorstep.

[artela.livejournal.com]

*LOL*

Normally that happens to me with dead ones - I now *always* wear something on my feet going into the kitchen first thing... ever since that episode where I did a similar thing to you with a dea mouse and all the bits squidged through my toes *shudder* - that was _gross_!

[sessifet25.livejournal.com]

Eeeeewwwwww!

*flails*

Well, that puts me off my food for tonight :)

[dutch-labrat.livejournal.com]

SQUEEK!

That is not Being Nice To Rodents!!!!

[sessifet25.livejournal.com]

I know.

I would've caught it and let it go free, seeing as it wasn't really hurt.

That is, before I trod on him.

(I highly doubt a flat mouse would have much chance of surviving the bitter autumn nights.)

[the-hatstand.livejournal.com]

Oh I dunno...

"Go, little mouse! Back into the wild! Be Freee!"

*frisbee*

[sessifet25.livejournal.com]

Ow. You made me shoot hot coffee out my nose.

[astrogeek.livejournal.com]

I once climbed out of bed in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, and stepped right in a half-eaten bird my kitty had kindly left for me. I've always turned the light on before stepping out of bed after that!

[ciciaye.livejournal.com]

One of my sister's cats brings in mice on a regular basis. One night, she brought in two, left the remains and a fair amount of blood all over the lounge, then wandered off out for more. In the meantime, the other cat (who's not so proficient at hunting but good at catching insects) discovered the mice, ate some of the bits, and promptly threw up everywhere.
My sister's boyfriend discovered the scene when he went downstairs in the middle of the night for a drink of water. He didn't put the light on in the lounge, so put his foot straight in the remains!
CCA

[ahruman.livejournal.com]

*runs of flailing madly*

Hands over head, gibbering?

This is another advantage to having mousers relegated to the allegedly great outdoors.

"hey! i was going to eat that!"

[feetnotes.livejournal.com]

- or possibly,

"hey! - that was my brand new toy you just splatted, bigfoot!"