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The road claimed our black cat, Leon, a few nights ago. So I was out in the dreary, drizzly December afternoon digging a pet grave in the clay of our little woodlot. Water was running off my broad brimmed hat.
Some cats seem to learn how roads work and other cats just run and hope for the best. Leon was one of the latter, I guess. He wasn't a smart cat, but he was a good cat. He was far and away the best mouser we had, and I'm grateful for that. He had the placid feline patience -- able to sit for hours when he knew a rodent was around. Fortunately, that patience is no good for stalking birds, and in that he was a harmless incompetent.
Already the mice are moving in and I have to figure out where I stored the traps away.
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That is sad : ( May he rest in peace. He was quite handsome. I love black cats; I have one, and she's the sweetest thing.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear about your cat, Andy. We have a dog who is not a mouser, and until this year, we had quite a few mice in our house. My neighbor suggested I place "Bounce" fabric softener sheets where they hung out and I am pleased to report that they have gone. You might want to give it a try.
ReplyDeleteThat's one I haven't heard of. I put a trap down along the wall in our bedroom, where we've been hearing them. The first night took one fine, but the last two nights the trap only wounded the mouse. Putting a wounded mouse out of its misery is not really something I enjoy doing in the middle of the night, much less two nights in a row.
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