Adventures in Mouse Hunting!

So tonight Ella keeps saying, "Kitty is under the couch." We are scratching our heads because Kitty can't get under the couch. (Yes, our cat's name is Kitty. We have a hard time naming things even our children.) We go into the living room and the cat is wedged between the wall and the couch. She WILL NOT come out. She is going nuts. There MUST be a mouse under there. So I move the couch back and sure enough a mouse runs across the baseboard behind the couch. The cat chases after it. The mouse runs under the couch. I move the couch out further. The mouse runs under. This happenes several times each time the cat tries to catch it but isn't fast enough. In the mean time Brandon and the boys have armed themselves with platic cups and he has each boy at an entrance to the living room to guard it. Apparently he thinks the boys can catch a VERY fast mouse from running into the next room. The boys at this point are jumping up and down screaming, "This is the best night of our lives!" Brandon and I then decide we must tip over the couch. On the count of 3 we tip the couch onto it's front. As we lift it the cat goes in for the KILL and starts throwing the mouse up into the AIR! The mouse hits the ground and runs under the couch just as I am setting the front of the couch on the ground. . .

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SQUISH!!!


I squished the mouse under the arm of the couch!

Game over! YAY me!