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the cat’s latest trophy
These little mice are really rather sweet – many were appearing on our deck at night and eating left over bird food. That is, until I got wise to their nocturnal habits. Then one even appeared in the daytime. I wasn’t too dismayed when I found a dead one lying on the mat – but then as I scooped it up to dispose of it, I saw the little body up close and I felt a bit of remorse. Yes, it looked so pitiful – and yes lovable – that little furry body with the long tail. I thought of the Beatrix Potter book, The Tale of Tommy Tittlemouse. Was I truly sorry? Well, it was better to kill a mouse than another little bird. But better yet, no more trophies please, birds or mice.