Please Don't Tell That Story....

We have a mouse problem.  For the most part, Peanut has been very helpful.  As I am allergic to cats, she knows it is up to her to eradicate the mouse problem and she does her best.  To date, she has caught one rat (although he hadn't made it into the house yet -- he was in the back yard, one mouse (which escaped) and one other mouse who suffered a broken back and was consequently euthanized by a begrudging roommate.  

On one occasion however, the sticky paper laid down by the maintenance men caught one!  Peanut found it first.  I watched her fish her paw under the kitchen counter and thought "what could it be?"  But even before the thought had fully formed Peanut lept from the floor as if yanked by the tail with both mouse and sticky paper firmly adhered to her paw.  Before I could blink the sticky paper was upside down, stuck to the floor -- mouse, peanut, and all.  In case you are wondering, sticky paper is very.... well.... sticky.

Fortunately, only the mouse suffered in this debacle.  Peanut was unstuck easily, although as she slunk from the kitchen, tail between her legs I'm pretty sure some of her enthusiasm for catching mice remained stuck to the paper with the dead mouse.