I did it, and I'm very proud of myself. I caught and killed another mouse! Mom heard me making some noise in the kitchen while she was upstairs. By the time she came down, the mouse was dead, and I was playing with it. I LOVE this house!
I've caught mice too. I love with them, but mom does like for me to play with them because she says and I qoute, "I kiss those cute little feet." I've like taking the credit for killing them too.
I don't think I'd partake in that game. Mice come with lots of diseases and I'd hate to see you get sick. Maybe just let Mom know where they are so you can score treats instead.
She doesn't worry about me, too much. At least I don't eat them, and am good on my shots. Our cat Cwy, however, eats the nasty little things. Yuck!
I had caught one last year, me and another cat ate them and left their heads and played with it. Everyone said that it was disgusting, that there was blood in the kitchen, it looked like we butchered the poor things. I haven't done that since.
Lee Lee on Mar 20 at 09:03 PM