yes, that is from Cinderella (when Gus comes to the house)
But its not a visitor I want repeating.
Katsa will go outside, especially at night. And she's made a rip in my screen door that I haven't been able to fix yet, so she is letting herself in and out. Last Wednesday night she was outside and came in on her own quite early which was unusual. She came into the living room and even though it was kind of dark, I noticed she was holding something in her mouth....
"Katsa, NOOOOOOO" and she drops it. It was a friendly neighborhood mouse. That I am sure was almost frightened to death. She drops the mouse and the mouse of course takes off. She chases it around and around and around. Great fun for her, not so much for me or the mouse. Finally the mouse cowers behind the entertainment center. I look at the clock, and its just after 10 p.m. Too late to call my dad for advice, so I do the next best thing. Text my sister saying its an emegency and to call. She calls back ASAP (it was an emegerncy, kwim).
Conversation goes something like this (from memory):
Me: oh my god, katsa just brought a mouse in the house and she dropped it and it ran off and now its hiding behind the entertainment center and i don't know what to dooooooooooo! I want to cryyyyyyyy!
Jen: its ok (in voice that she uses with 1 year old Joseph), it'll be ok, its just a mouse.
Me: I'm FREAKING OUT
Jen: Lock the cat in the bathroom and try to catch the mouse in a big pot.
Me: I'm SCARED
Me: I'm cowering on the COUCH. I want to CRY!
Jen: try catching the mouse in a big pot.
(isn't she just the voice of reason. But it's easy to be the reasonable one if you're in Georgia and the Mouse that Attacks is in Minnesota)
So, i lock the cat in the bathroom to attempt to save the mouse by shooing it out the door with a broom. I reach behind the entertainment center with the broom and I see the mouse... I try shoving it out from behind there, while blocking the way to the kitchen and rest of the house.
But then I lost sight of the mouse. I swept behind the center, under it, behind it, near it. Can't find the mouse anywhere. In a fit of desperation, I let the cat out and hope that she drags the carcass back outside after she kills it. She's apparently good at catching mice, but she appears to have some sort of ADD - she gave up looking about 30 seconds after I let her out. What the heck Katsa!
I go back to cowering on the couch. Luckily for me, my friend Molly who lived on a farm is online so I chat her up real quick.
(Actual Chat Transcript)
Me: can a mouse climb my stairs and attack me in bed? omg there it is!!!! its on the window sill
Molly: oh lord
me: ugh, I dont know where it went. It was on the sill and by the time i opened the door and got the broom it disappeared again
Molly: mice are speedy
me: HOLY JESUS omg omg omg
me: its back!!!!
Molly: debbie, there is very little i can do
Isn't she a great supportive friend :-P
So, while I am cowering on the couch, imagining the horrors that awaited me when the mouse attacked me while I was sleeping...I keep attempting to shoo it out the door. I coudn't understand - why wouldn't the stupid mouse cooperate. I was trying to save its miserable little life by not being eaten by a cat or trapped and killed.
So, I'm sitting again and it reappears again. This time I manage to chase it around the living room to the open front door and out it went
We both made it out alive. It took a good 30 minutes for my heart to get back to normal.
Katsa and Mouse = 0 Debbie = 1