Remember, a few days ago, when I mentioned casually that if the cats brought that same mouse in again for the 3rd time, we’d keep it as a pet?
They did.
Katy phoned me up at work yesterday in a fit of giggles, informing me that she and Sue had seen it when they moved BenBen’s play mat out of the way and had captured it in a cardboard box. Was I serious about keeping it as a pet? Hell yeah :)
I mean, come on. It’s survived Reen-pig’s TLC and managed to escape the (admittedly dim-witted) cat for the third time running. And if it comes where we think it’s from, her story is even more impressive. I just didn’t have the heart to chuck it back into the wild or dispose of it in a more permanent manner so Katy went to a pet shop in the afternoon and bought a hamster cage. We found out the hard way that she’s small enough to fit through the bars of that cage and spent part of the evening moving stuff around in the kitchen to re-capture it. In the end, we borrowed Donna’s old aquarium that she used to keep her tree frogs in. It’ll do until Houdini is big enough to not fit through the bars any more.
There’s still a chance she won’t survive the stress of the situation, so I’m trying (and failing badly) to not get too attached. Still, she touched her food during the night and seemed to be burrowed somewhere in her cage today, so those are good signs.
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