This morning I woke up to....
My 6-toed cat Petey playing with what I thought was one of his toy mouseys. I had put my hand down where he was near my knees and felt the little fur ball with a tail. Then I realized that I was hearing crunching! I put my hand down again and found a headless, 1-legged, real mouse!! EEEeeekkkk! I tossed it to the floor. Petey jumped right on it and kept crunching. By then my dh was awake. I ran to get a Kleenex to dispose of the carcass. Petey has his own door to the outside world. My dh said that the mouse must have explained why he was so hyper last night before the 2 of them came up to bed. Beware of crunching sounds in the night!
Tis better to wear out than to rust out....