Thursday, May 05, 2011
What were we thinking?
Well, we obviously were not thinking. At least not clearly.
Our simple solution to the cat bothering me all day came to an inglorious end.
We should have remembered that the main reason why we removed the our home-made doggy door contraption out of the bottom pane of the storm door at the back of the house about 5 years ago was that Squeaker would periodically bring in live animals that she had caught and then let them go.
Once we had to unhook our propane heater and cart it outside for a few days because a rat she brought in had climbed up inside of it.
And then there was the chipmunk who happily lived with us for about a week, gorging itself on sunflowers seeds that I kept in a bucket, before we figured out a way to catch it unharmed and release it outside.
So, why were we so surprised when the cat trotted in the back door a couple of days ago and dropped a very live vole behind my chair? I had it momentarily cornered in a corner, but before I could grab it, it bolted and disappeared. We had visions of it dying and stinking up the house – that has also happened before.
We laid out glue traps and it got stuck on one late last night. So the vole-in-the-house problem is solved.
And the storm door is now firmly shut, and I am getting more exercise.