Space Chick Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Thankyou for the gift of the LIVE MOUSE!!!!! you just dropped on me She then ran downstairs and then back up again as if to say "Come on Mum Slave, it can be your kill" I don't think I've ever moved so fast I went to pick it up in a tissue and it ran off the bed. Sabrina obviously disappointed with my efforts grabbed it and ran downstairs with it. I have shut my bedroom door Well, needless to say I am wide awake now Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gertie Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 What a darling! A live one, how thoughtful! I hope you find it! Yesterday morning Bertie bought an eviscerated mouse inside and put it in his food bowl. I then found a blackbird in my shoe. Remind me again why we have cats!? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted April 4, 2012 Author Share Posted April 4, 2012 When OH went downstairs this morning to put the kettle on, she had left it now dead outside the bedroom door. Guess it proves she loves us Gertie - we wouldn't be without them would we Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Sympathy! Here's one for you..a present from Beau recently A present for you, mum by Faith Al-Egaily, on Flickr Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted April 4, 2012 Author Share Posted April 4, 2012 Beau and Sabrina could be twins! Here is my darling! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Wow same colour eyes and everything Is she a big girl as well? Beau weighs over a stone (muscle, vet says he isn't overweight) which is a little inconvenient when he stands on your bladder first thing in the morning Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted April 4, 2012 Author Share Posted April 4, 2012 Shes small but very chunky and muscly. Harry is a good couple of inches taller than her but they weigh the same. Harry is very sleek. Vet reckons neither of them are over/underweight... Just have different shapes. The ironic thing is Harry is her son. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gertie Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Oooh, I love black cats! At least you won't have to go 'hunting' for the mouse in the house! Just spied Mogu in the garden eating the head off a mouse she has caught... Must get some worming tablets! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 It was a rat and not the first... I do love black cats (no offence to Cha Cha, our other cat ) Untitled by Faith Al-Egaily, on Flickr Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Couperwife Posted April 4, 2012 Share Posted April 4, 2012 wow I love that egg and puss is rather pretty too hmmm, naughty Sabrina Piperkit is just too slow to catch anything (or, she thinks that we should supply the food cos she cant be bothered ) cathy x Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seagazer Posted April 5, 2012 Share Posted April 5, 2012 Dave, my gorgeous, sadly departed black cat always brought us dead and alive mice in. Since we've had the kittens we haven't had anything........until this week. Grr! I thought we were going to escape from having presents left for us. We've had 2 this week alone. I do love them though Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Omletina Kyckling Posted April 5, 2012 Share Posted April 5, 2012 Aw bless her, she was bringing you a nice snack...... I'll never forget wandering to the bathroom in the night without putting the light on, and treading on something squidgy..........put the light on to find a headless crow!!! That's when the cats stopped being allowed out at night!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 Aw bless her, she was bringing you a nice snack......I'll never forget wandering to the bathroom in the night without putting the light on, and treading on something squidgy..........put the light on to find a headless crow!!! That's when the cats stopped being allowed out at night!! That's a proper pressie! A couple of years ago in our old house (which had a bidet in the bathroom and only one window which was 4 feet off the ground) I went in for a pee and was happily sitting there when I looked across and realised that there was a very large, live, rabbit sitting in the bidet, with Beau sat next to it looking like 'hmmm...now I've got it inside, I'm not quite sure what to do with it..' Needless to say, said rabbit was taken back outside and Beau spent the next few hours scouring the house looking for it Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Olly Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 that's a brilliant one! It's always amazed me how a cat can get an entire, live pigeon through the catflap without apparently damaging it. A rabbit must have been a real challenge! fortunately Wellesley has restricted his hunting to mice since I moved here, and not even that of late - age is catching up with him. I may have spoken too soon though, the lack of one incisor did not stop him last year, and he's taken to devouring them (with loud crunching sounds), something he never did when younger. Gotta love 'em! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted April 6, 2012 Author Share Posted April 6, 2012 Well I went to put my trainers on this morning and there was a live mouse in one of them Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 My old lady holly (who got to 19) at about 17 managed to totally decimate a whole nest of blackbirds she had found somewhere. I locked the two younger cats (beau and jolie) in the house because I figured it was them..(holly had to be persuaded to go outside if it was cold/rainy/didn't look right/smelled funny etc. ) and was pretty sedentary by that point. While I was berating the two youngsters for killing SIX baby blackbirds in one day, and telling them I was going to keep them in until the rest of the birds fledged....who do I spy trotting across the lawn with the seventh in her mouth but holly. I was really shocked. They never fail to surprise you, do they?! Decades ago, one of my others brought a live baby rat In, then dropped it. I went to pick it up by the base of the tail as if it was a gerbil, and it rolled up and bit all the way through the webby bit between my thumb and finger. I had to have a tetanus shot Never picked a rat up since, funnily enough you live and learn. Someone told me that when they bring in a live thing (mouse/vole/rat etc) that you should lay a welly boot on the ground and shut the doors - and then when you come back, it'll have gone down into the toe of the welly and can just be picked up and tipped outside. Never tried it (they tend to get nommed pretty good before they get brought in so aren't (ahem) alive). Has anyone else tried that? Sounds a bit too good to be true! Space Chick, sounds like you should just have a welly down all the time Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Space Chick Posted April 6, 2012 Author Share Posted April 6, 2012 One of my friends said about the welly boot trick obviously this mouse had amended the memo and decided the toe of a Nike trainer would do the job just as nicely. I'm still all "ewwwwww" about it... Having only realised when I'd started to put my foot in the trainer and realised there was an obstruction preventing me to put it in all the way. I didn't half have a shock when I saw it was a live mouse.... Although I calmly tapped my trainer outside to release the contents OH said he would have screamed like a girl I'm really enjoying others tales of presents Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scubababe Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 One of my 3 bought home a kite hawk once which wasn't to bad compared to the prize parrot we found outside the back door All my hubby could do was laugh & say some poor old dear is in tears & missing her 'pretty polly' I don't clear up after my 3 anymore.....the puppy beats me to it!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
superkitty Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 ok, that one wins were they alive or dead?! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chuckmum6 Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 It sound like you have a bit of a problem that poor Sabrina is struggling to control! I too found a mouse in my trainer, unfortunately it was dead, I had been smelling something off for a while and had sprayed the kids trainers etc. I slipped my foot in and found the source of the smell , the trainers went in the bin! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scubababe Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 Nope they have been alive & dead I have had the cat bring back a live one and then chased 'it' around the yard to see the tail disappearing down my cavaliers mouth NO kissing me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Griffin Posted April 11, 2012 Share Posted April 11, 2012 I was amazed when the smallest cat I've ever known, Saffy, managed to get the back end of a rabbit through the cat flap. No clues as to where the front end might be, I suppose Saffy might've eaten it. And never underestimate the sheer number of feathers on a wood pigeon. I got up one morning to find the kitchen covered in them. Saffy and her brother Jack were forever bringing me gifts. It's how I learnt that if you grab a live wood mouse by it's tail, the tail comes off in your hands and the wood mouse runs away Jack was especially good at catching rats. Saffy was an opportunistic thief too, she'd raid neighbours kitchens if they left the window open. She once brought me a Aunt Bessies Yorkshire Pudding, no doubt nicked from an unattended Sunday lunch. Both disappeared without a trace within one year of each other. I still miss them Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mags Posted April 14, 2012 Share Posted April 14, 2012 my friend's cat brought in some frozen sausages and port chops a few times . She was in a local shop in the village shop when she overheard an old lady saying" I just put the food on the window ledge to defrost .... " my friend had to leave the shop as she could not stop giggling Mags Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
