The ball had been "lost" for awhile, but I found it when I had to move the couch for the new windows. Well, that toy and about 20 others! Anyway, Benny was playing with it Thursday night and then Friday I freaked out when I saw the "mouse" in the middle of the living room floor. The poor thing had his tail bit off but the rest of the mouse was in good shape. I found the ball part of the toy and saw that a couple of the wires had been pried apart and the mouse got out.
After stuffing my heart back in my chest, I stuffed the mouse back in the ball and tried to close the wires back up again. Saturday I found the "mouse" in the middle of the floor again. Ok, whatever. I grabbed the "mouse" and I put it up and out of reach so that at least I wouldn't have a heart attack when I'd see the dang "mouse" and think it was real. Again. And, I threw out the wire ball part.
Sunday I was doing laundry. I carry the clothes to the basement, separate them into loads and then pick up an armload off of the floor and shove it into the washer. I was doing a load of sheets when I went to pull the sheets out of the dryer, something came flying out at me. If you heard a scream Sunday around 6:00 pm, that was me! Little shit found where I hid that mouse.
Good thing I love that cat. Almost as much as I love the new gray hairs I got Sunday night!
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