November 6th 2010 7:51 pm
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OMD! I caught a MOUSE!!!! There was a big commotion when Mommy saw it hanging from my mouf, by one paw, dangling all fragile-like, and she screamed bloody murder. Sheesh, you would think someone died or something!!!! Anyhoo, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning!
We had a freakily warm day in Newfoundland, it got up to 16 C, and the sun was out, and it was just beeyooutiful. So Mommy decided to clean up the deck outside, and we were playing outside in the leaves that Mommy is still in the process of raking up. There are a LOT of leaves due to the maple trees between ours and our neighbour Terry's yard.
Well, me, Izzy and Ben were sniffing and rooting around, playing and having a jolly time. Then I saw Izzy rooting at something under a big pile of leaves. I even saw Mommy go over to investigate, but with her inferior human eyes, she didn't see anything, so she went about her business. Well, as soon as she left, I ran over there to see what Izzy was tryin' to show me. Well, holy mother load, it was a mouse!!!
Here is where the commotion started. I grabbed it, and ran up to the deck to Mommy. She started screaming and hollerin' and saying very unladylike words. The mouse looked dead, but she's not sure if I killed it or it was already dead, and I'm not sayin' a word.
Let's just say it's a good thing for Mommy that Terry was next door puttering around in his shed. He heard her scream, and came to see what was the matter. Izzy and Ben protected the frontier while Terry let himself in and went to see. Mommy was hollerin' about a mouse, and he started to LAUGH!!! As if catching your big first kill is funny! Harumph! Mommy didn't think it was funny either. Anyway, he came up, and I dropped the mouse on the patio. Terry determined that it was dead, then PICKED it up with his BARE HANDS (these are Mommy's caps lock letters, by the way), and threw it over the fence!! OMD! It was terrible. There went my big prize, sailing over the fence to a new land. Terry laughed and told me I was like a cat, bein' a mouser. He obviously doesn't know or appreciate the history of terriers. Neither does Mommy.
Needless to say, she had to go lie down. Now she's chasing the memory away of my furry little prize with that Mexican beer. Hmm, wonder if there are mice in Mexico?!
...and Rudy SCORES!!!!!
Good job Rudy!
OMD!!! I r PWOUD ob yu, Wudy!!! I hab neber catchded nuffin...YET.
Why our Mommas always scweem at perfekwy gud ded stuffs???
Sheesh, Rudy, you didn't even get to eat it...Momma's are always taking away our prizes!!
Congrats on that mousie! I've caught squirrels before - killing vermin is the bestest!
Rudy! You make us proud!
Tell your Mommy to get used to the critters.
Hunting. It's what you do.
Congratulations on catching the mouse! You make all schnauzers and affies proud!
SCORE!! Way to go, Rudy!
Yea!!! Job well done-- welcome to the Vermin Eradicators Club. Whitley (squirrel kills), Geordie (rat, squirrel), Freckles (rabbits, moles, and a coon) and me (rat) are already members. We are so proud of you!! I'm all verklempt!!
Hey!! Cood I join da cwub?? I sawded a chippymunk dis day!!!!
Good job on the varmint extermination service! What would your mom do if she saw that mouse crawling around? She shopuld be giving you tons of praise...or a big treat! BOL!