Saturday, July 30, 2016

Murder of the Already Dead

The cat, who has been agitated all day, has disappeared, which is not unusual.

Until I go back to the kitchen to refill my water bottle, whereupon I see her, sitting watching intently as a mouse whose back she seems to have broken pulls itself back and forth across the entrance to the kitchen.

After video conferencing to check with Katie, I grab the rubber gloves and paper towel, as she suggests, and pick the brokenbacked mouse up.

I hold it underwater as she suggests until it stops struggling, but I still wish it had gone down some other way.

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