Night Mist
2015-12-12 05:24:59 UTC
We always have a mouse in our stove.
It does not matter how many times the Stove Mouse is eliminated, it is always there. It was there in the old stove, it is there in the new stove, forever and ever.
Jericho has killed the Stove Mouse several times now. A heck of a mouser is Jericho. A good thing for us as the cats are our best line of defense against the endless stream of mice that seek refuge from the winter in our house. Jericho has kept the house reasonably clear of mice and has inspired Jiji to greater efforts as well. Upstairs Missy and Spike do not see near so many mice, but there is a taunting squirrel that often has them trying to figure out how to get into the ceiling.
There is a problem with the cats catching the Stove Mouse. It is IN the stove. It will pop out from below a burner to forage for food or if the oven is turned on.
No I will not turn on all the burners before turning on the oven. Best case is a really foul smell lingering in the kitchen for ages, worst case is a burning mouse fleeing across the counter. Neither is an acceptable option.
So when Jericho catches the Stove Mouse it is either on the cooktop or on the counter. Catching the mouse is good, the absolute mayhem that results from it is not. I am very happy that the cooking oil is in plastic bottles, I am trying to figure out if I can make an oversize drawer for the oversize utensils currently residing in a vase, and I am wondering where I can stash the toaster because it cannot be good for it to hang off the counter by it's cord so often.
This time the attack on the Stove Mouse was particularly exciting. You see DH had put the kettle on.
The kettle was on but not boiling yet. Stove Mouse popped out of one of the back burners and Jericho was waiting for him. Jericho has taken to napping on the kitchen chair closest to the stove, he has learned his prey well. Jericho leaped to the stovetop sending the kettle flying, and when he turned to give chase to Stove Mouse he singed his whiskers right up through the eyebrow on his right side.
That was the end of that hunt.
His right side is his good vision side, so the only excuse for him is the dedication of the hunt and possibly not knowing that humans make blue fire. I mean hey, BLUE fire. Who would have thunk?
We checked his head and paws, and the only damage our cat lad seems to have taken is now he has fetchingly curly whiskers on that side of his head.
We fixed most of the damage to the kitchen with a mop. The kettle is dented, and while DH is thinking of trying to hammer it out (DH does some forged bronze work and has a sort of a stick thing for that), I have been thinking we need a friendlier designed kettle for a while. Might be a good time to shop for one.
NightMist
It does not matter how many times the Stove Mouse is eliminated, it is always there. It was there in the old stove, it is there in the new stove, forever and ever.
Jericho has killed the Stove Mouse several times now. A heck of a mouser is Jericho. A good thing for us as the cats are our best line of defense against the endless stream of mice that seek refuge from the winter in our house. Jericho has kept the house reasonably clear of mice and has inspired Jiji to greater efforts as well. Upstairs Missy and Spike do not see near so many mice, but there is a taunting squirrel that often has them trying to figure out how to get into the ceiling.
There is a problem with the cats catching the Stove Mouse. It is IN the stove. It will pop out from below a burner to forage for food or if the oven is turned on.
No I will not turn on all the burners before turning on the oven. Best case is a really foul smell lingering in the kitchen for ages, worst case is a burning mouse fleeing across the counter. Neither is an acceptable option.
So when Jericho catches the Stove Mouse it is either on the cooktop or on the counter. Catching the mouse is good, the absolute mayhem that results from it is not. I am very happy that the cooking oil is in plastic bottles, I am trying to figure out if I can make an oversize drawer for the oversize utensils currently residing in a vase, and I am wondering where I can stash the toaster because it cannot be good for it to hang off the counter by it's cord so often.
This time the attack on the Stove Mouse was particularly exciting. You see DH had put the kettle on.
The kettle was on but not boiling yet. Stove Mouse popped out of one of the back burners and Jericho was waiting for him. Jericho has taken to napping on the kitchen chair closest to the stove, he has learned his prey well. Jericho leaped to the stovetop sending the kettle flying, and when he turned to give chase to Stove Mouse he singed his whiskers right up through the eyebrow on his right side.
That was the end of that hunt.
His right side is his good vision side, so the only excuse for him is the dedication of the hunt and possibly not knowing that humans make blue fire. I mean hey, BLUE fire. Who would have thunk?
We checked his head and paws, and the only damage our cat lad seems to have taken is now he has fetchingly curly whiskers on that side of his head.
We fixed most of the damage to the kitchen with a mop. The kettle is dented, and while DH is thinking of trying to hammer it out (DH does some forged bronze work and has a sort of a stick thing for that), I have been thinking we need a friendlier designed kettle for a while. Might be a good time to shop for one.
NightMist