KnitKnacks

Of Mice and ....

I generally don't understand why cats feel the need to bring in their prey. I certainly didn't praise Knoel for the snake incident of 2001; quite frankly I think screamed the hunting instinct right out of him. Be that as it may, ~Elmo proudly sauntered into the living room last evening with a big old mouse in his mouth and promptly laid it as my feet. First, I have to acknowledge the fact that ~Elmo is no mouser...he's good at flies and ants but rarely have I seen him the least bit interested in anything larger. Of course I also thought that he might have snagged the mouse from Knoel or found it laying on the side of the road ; you know, taking credit for the kill without actually having to do the work himself. However, it was still alive! Good Kitty......Greg scooped it up in a bowl ( which I now feel the need to bash against the nearest rock) and took it outside while poor ~Elmo was whining and searching for his mouse. Maybe this is a turning point for ~Elmo...so what if the mouse was slightly obese, making it easier prey for ~Elmo but still, ~Elmo did have to exert some effort to catch him! Maybe ~Elmo's weight loss diet is working afterall....I have noticed some defined hips on him lately. Go ~Elmo!

Speaking of which.....I checked again and there apparently now IS a Curves facility near where we go in Maryland......time to get back on that circuit ( so to speak) this is a good thing since it's easier to get motivated to go when I know I can go every week regardless of whether I am home or not. Better get over there today and get a guest pass....snort..I suppose I could stay and exercise too. Nahhhhh. I'll start on Monday.

Have a good weekend all.......