November 10th 2009 3:13 pm
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It's that time of year in southern Indiana once again! When the corn is harvested, the mice scurry to the nearest home. So of course that means that our house has a couple families of mice now.
If you can't tell by the pictures, Oliver is a laid back fluffy ball of cuddles. He's the last cat I would picture as being a hunter.
Imagian my surprise at finding a dead mouse in front of my bedroom door and a very proud cat looking up at me. He of course got a lot of praise and hugs for doing such a good job, "not bringing me a half alive mouse."
I guess it goes to show that the heart of the lion can still beat even in the cuddliest of breeds.