FH is my second home
- Dec 22, 2003
Little beggars. One of them ripped it to bits, left a tail in the back room, a foot in the hallway, and the hind leg and foot in the front room. The rest of it, it was playing all day with it. Grab it in the mouth, whizz it up into the air, and then catch it!
The other one just sat there watching, rather bemused by the whole thing. Until the one that killed it got bored, at which point she waltzed over and started doing exactly the same thing!
Mousey is on the fire now, ready for a cremation when I next light the coals!