mouse-capade...

i come home from yet another rough day at work...

good ol' daddy: did you see r's picture?
me: picture?
r: yeah, there's a mouse in the house...

r shows me a picture of a cute, yet germ- y rodent...

me: well, where did it go?

r: i brought kolohe over and he batted at it with his paw and then walked away... then i brought prada over and she played with it but then it ran away...

great, i thought... now we have germs running around the house...

so i continue on with my evening and was even in snooze mode...

good ol' daddy: prada has the mouse! come quick! i might need your help...
me: grumble, grumble, i'm so tired!!

i get up and go see the commotion... prada is under the tv table waiting for the little mouse to come out... i look underneath... i don't see anything for the little mouse is hiding behind the power strips... i poke around... mousie pops out... prada lunges and grabs mousie with her mouth and takes off...

good ol' daddy: it's going to take all night to catch her! (remember the chicken story? and other food stories?)

we chase prada for a bit and she's still running and chomping on her new found friend... we corner her in the kitchen and as she tries to bolt again, i catch her and scruff her... mousie falls from her mouth and tries to run, but good ol' daddy caught it in a shoe box...

i take the shoe box and take mousie for a semi-long walk... "ok, don't come back mousie... we saved your life..." and i released him into some ivy plants...

prada was quite sad that the excitement was over... good ol' daddy had to gloat "my kitty caught the mouse and yours did nothing!"

i'll give him that much... and rare words: yay prada....