Loki woke me up this morning at about 5 a.m. – because he was chasing a real, live mouse.
In my bedroom.
I’m not big on mice. Or any other rodent really, so being awoken at an ungodly hour to find my cat chasing a mouse around my bed totally freaked me out.
Luckily, I was thinking (fairly) quickly and dumped the water out of the cats’ water bowl and trapped the little mousey.
Don’t worry – He was safely released outside (amid much girlish squealing and squeaking).
Hopefully never to return.
And Loki got some dried chicken and lots of loving for his efforts.