Mel's version of Mouse Hunt

Reporter: Mel Werner

Some of you may have seen the movie 'Mouse Hunt', well if you haven't don't worry my following story can paint somewhat of a picture of the comedy.
 Firstly meet Rose, the little lost soul that joined the family a few months ago. Her leg is all better now and she is in full 'mouser' training.

2200hrs on Tuesday evening, in the process of planning to get off the couch and head to bed, when the telling 'SNAP' in the kitchen indicates my mouse trap has just done its job! So on the way to bed I detour via the trap to empty my prize, boring story you say, well don't judge me yet, read on ...

As I reach the mouse trap I am ambushed by the cat, aka Rose ... where by a tug of war match begins ... discovering the cat has staffy like lock jaw I give in and watch Rose disappear with the meal that, hang on I just caught for her! Not wanting to witness the following events I hang out in the kitchen for a while, waiting for enough cat eating mouse time to elapse before heading to bed ... to find mouse placed neatly in my bedroom prepared for me to dispose of!!
Oh well it gets better ...
In continuation of the previous evenings mouse saga, the following mornings antics.... 

So I found myself in the sad situation of stumbling across a poor little mouse that had got stuck in the trap but only by his foot so was still very much alive. I don't deal very well with the live ones, I am more supportive of a clean kill and not good at dealing with the squirming ones ... so that's where I employ my number one mouser in training aka Rose ... so out Rose and I go to the courtyard with the trap and mouse. The following unfortunate series of events unfolded ... Rose a bit distracted outside and on the look out for the dog that chases her was not quite on her game ... fair to say perhaps I wasn't either when I let the mouse go a little bit early before I had Roses attention ... so off scoots the mouse then just like the switch flicked on ... off scoots the cat ... great you say .. well perhaps if that direction had not of been towards my foot and up the open hole at the bottom of my jeans ... the dancing, jumping, squealing strip show that followed, well I will leave that up to your imagination ... needless to say I am not 100% sure where the mouse cat or my sanity ended up .. one can hope that is the last of my mouse hunt experiences for a while!!

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