i’ve just received my first ever trophy from our cat.
after all the cats i’ve had, this is the very first corpse i’ve found.
quite impressed with myself because there was no girly squealing, just curiosity.
i stood and stared at it, walked away feeling sad (poor little mouse).
then wondered how the heck it got here because our cat doesn’t go out.
so i out my hand inside a carrier bag, picked it up and moved it.
since then i’ve worried about the state of my life when moving a dead mouse seems such a big deal!
eeeeeeek! a mouse!!!