Grandma's cat Missy had been staying at a relative's house while the rest of us celebrated Christmas Eve. When she was brought back home the next day, she was settling into her familiar digs, but something was amiss.
A cousin had heard rattling in the corner where Grandma's recliner is. She didn't say anything; don't want to scare Grandma. As a good number of us gathered in the kitchen to watch Grandma cook, which truly is a sight to behold, we heard a shriek: "Omigod, omigod!"
Then coming toward us is Missy the cat, proudly displaying her fresh catch, which still was wriggling to get free from her grip. The mouse wasn't very big, but it was big enough to give some of us a fright.
My hubby grabbed the cat, another cousin snatched a plastic bag to transport the mouse outside. I'm still not sure if our grandma found out what the hubbub was about.
Not until later after the commotion dissipated did we realize where Missy was taking her kill -- straight to her beloved owner.
And here's Missy the mouser (who resembles my big girl cat Booty).
1 comment:
AWS!!! How cute. LOL that's pretty hilarious...the mouse incident and all. Can you imagine if Grandma would have seen it herself....oh dear. the cat's name is Missy? wow i can't think of an animal with that name without thinking of the dog, Missy....wow it's been a long time since Missy has been gone :(. Have a good one!! take care
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