Maya – Mouse Warrior!22 January, 2007
I have a new name for Maya, my Bengal girl – it’s “Mouse Warrior”.
OK, not surprisingly, we don’t really have a mouse problem, but I suspect that when a mouse does decide to visit, it’s a short-lived stay.
These photos are from the first mouse Maya caught about 2 years’ ago.
She brought it indoors, dropped it on the floor – it was ALIVE. I did what I swore I would never do – squealed and jumped on the nearest chair when the mouse panicked and scuttled towards me. Maya caught the mouse again, and started playing with it the way cats do. [it sounds cruel, but from what I’ve read cats play with their live prey in order to wear it down so that it’s easier to kill – a little like what matadors do in bullfights. Cats are more efficient then matadors, though]. What puzzled me was that the mouse made little attempt to run away. In the end, we took pity on the mouse, and hubby rescued it with a dustpan and brush and threw it over the garden fence.
The next morning I stepped on something in the hallway. Ah. It was the mouse back again. Dead.
Here are a photo of another mouse Maya caught earlier this January. The first I heard of it was when I got home from work and Maya started screaming. It wasn’t her usual “feed me/play with me” scream, so I called for her. She came running down the stairs, and there was something in her mouth and she dropped it. It was a mouse. Dead. (I think she got the hint that I didn’t appreciate live prey). Where it was previously, I don’t know – probably the bedroom, but I’m trying not to think about that.
Anyway, she was so proud of her catch, I praised her because that’s what you’ve got to do … when cats bring in their prey, they’re sharing it with you, their owner. If you tell a cat off for doing it, it may think you’re not satisfied with the prey and go out and get another one (that’s what I’ve been told anyway).
It’s a shame, but none of the cats made use of the opportunity to enjoy nutritious, freshly-caught mouse.