I’ve had suspicions about the possibility that a mouse had moved in. This is partially due to the fact that the previous owner had casually mentioned she’d had mice residents and the strange behaviour exhibited occasionally by the cats. Fergus in particular.
My furry darlings will sit in the kitchen staring intently under a cupboard with their noses about 3 inches away from the floor. I never saw anything.
This didn’t concern me too much. After all, I have two large cats (born for the task of dealing with tiny little mice) and a dog bred for rat-catching. Admittedly the latter is very old, but she doesn’t know that.
A little while ago Fergus jumped off the couch, stalked into the kitchen, and slowly made his way along the bottom edge of the counter to the far side of the room.
I switched from my computer glasses, to the ones that allow me to see better at distance, and saw a small shadow creeping along the floor. Fergus’ nose was about a paw-length behind its butt.
That’s it. That’s all that happened. Oh yeah, and the dog was snoring in the other room.
I may have to rethink my confidence in their ability and/or willingness to deal with unwanted guests.