Apparently Angel was still in the throne room, and she decided to jump up on the toilet to better stalk her prey. Unfortunately, in my haste, I did not close the lid or flush. Splash! Angel ended up in the dirty toilet. Ewww! I'm sure she was much more grossed out than I was, not to mention embarrassed.
So I pulled out the mop and awakened Sean and Opal. Heck, when something disgusting happens, the whole family needs to be involved in the clean up, right? I mopped Angel's exit path to the safety of the litter box bay back to the bathroom. As I reached around the back of the toilet, there sat a trembling, terrified mouse. No wonder it was a festival of cat excitement tonight!
Neither one of us wanted to try to catch the mouse for fear of being bitten or driving it into hiding in a cabinet. We were debating which killer predator pet to send in to dispatch it when the mouse climbed straight up the Sunbrella fabric covered wall. It stopped a foot below the window. I slid the screen open, poked Mr. Mouse gently with the mop, and he scrambled to the window sill.
He paused momentarily to contemplate the 10-foot leap to freedom, then disappeared into the night. A better choice than staying in the bus with two cats, a dog, and two mop-wielding humans. This morning, he was not anywhere to be found, so I hope he survived the fall and ran back to his mousy life.
