The mutts were on a tear last night. It seemed that they had to bark and check out the kitchen every hour.
In desperation I even got up and checked out the kitchen, thinking that maybe the cat had been back but alas, no cat nor other animals. And yet they persisted so when morning came and I finally decided to get up I went to check the kitchen again.
I opened cabinets, I opened cupboards, I pulled out drawers and nothing.
Till I got the bright idea to pull out the bottom drawer of the place that seemed to bother the mutts the most and LO...there was the cause of all the hullabaloo.
A small and at that moment very confused mouse was getting out of what must have been a very uncomfortable place, squeezed in between drawers and no way to get out. It must have been the mouse SOS'es that the mutts heard.
And there it was, looking around and then jumping up on the kitchen counter searching for something, paying very little attention to the human who was standing in absolute awe of the fearlessness of this tiny rodent.
And it did a thing that deeply impressed me. It found a glass left on the counter with some Jamaica flavored water still left in it and somehow managed to get to the rim, hold on with the hind feet and get down far enough to be able to drink this liquid. And when sated, to pull up and look for a safe place to hide.
I know they are destructive little buggers, but watching this guy doing what it took to survive, how could I ever kill that?
Snakes I will kill, yes. Scorpions as well. Mice! I am not so sure. I hope this little guy finds a better place to live.