Late Night Antics

Melissa and Colin woke me up for a hunt. At first I couldn't figure out why they were shoving my groggy face into the kitchen wall, but then I heard the scratching. Oh, the scratching... I almost squealed.

He was in the vent right behind the stove. So I set myself up on the kitchen counter (I never get to hang out on the counter when C&M are around) and got ready to pounce. But after about 10 minutes of waiting, I realized that the mouse was stuck. Like many mice in the neighboorhood, this one had probably gorged himself on one too many sustainable-organic-locally-farmed cupcakes. So I meowed to Melissa, "The mouse is trapped in the exhaust vent and will probably start decomposing there tomorrow" and started to make my way back to bed. But apparently she misheard me because the next thing I know she plops me back on the counter.

So I put up a show of it for another 10 minutes until I see that M&C aren't giving up. They seemed to think I should somehow drag the mouse out of the vent. At this point I'm getting pretty tired. So, I resort to a tried-and-true tactic - I start making a mess of the countertop. Next thing I know, I'm off the counter and on my way back to bed. What a night...