Happy Halloween, shriek! Don't look, Lynz! CSI-Stairwell, again....

Trick! or Treat?

I'm out of yellow crime scene tape, thank goodness we still had chalk. ;) It was a busy night for those boy cats, apparently. Thankfully, dragging these in through one cat door and up a half of flight of stairs wore them out before they actually got them into the house. 2 dead rats and a shrew on the garage steps. Dang. Busy, busy. And so lovely to wake up to on Halloween morning! I know the girl cats are innocent because they are locked in the bedroom with us at night, they are not allowed out after dark. So this is a boy thing.

I wouldn't really say that it's becoming a habit, but it has happened before. Last time it was just mice. The boys have expanded their horizons, I guess.

Sammie, Beeswax and Murphy are very good hunters and would-be providers. Ugh. lol It's that time of year, though, when the rodent population seems very large, but I think it's dwindling as we speak. :)

I had a little helper this week, as I was making little quilt sandwiches.

The best place to play is where Mom is trying to get something done.

And she can't mind when you're THIS adorable. Gravey can go from zero to 60 in 2 seconds! I did get 2 of these sandwiches made, though, now I just need to quilt and bind them so I can give one to my Mum and keep the other on the sofa for me to use when I'm cold, which is pretty much always.

But that does tend to take it out of a girl. Plays hard, sleeps hard. She's a really good girl, though, stays close to the house and doesn't think that being outside is really all that exciting. That might have something to do with being abandoned at that cemetery when she was about 4 months old, bless her little heart.

She and Nosey Parker are really good sleeping/grooming buddies, now. They groom and tussle on the bed for about 30 minutes every night and then sleep together there, smashed up against me and try to cook me and then shove me right out. I love it. lol They're good little buddies for me, too.

Happy Halloween, people! Hope your morning isn't as gruesome as ours!

Not for the faint of heart or mouse-a-phobes!

No, I don't know for sure what's causing the glowing eyes in the cat door, probably it's our dog Artemis, he's a peeker, but then it IS almost Halloween, so there's no real telling......

It was a busy, busy night at the Blossoms' house.......... Murphy, Beeswax and Sammie obviously were having a little too much fun, because you can see what we found when we opened the door to the garage. Not one, not two, but THREE little mouse corpses. Jim was surprised that there wasn't yellow crime scene tape and little numbered markers all over the steps. (Now, come on- that's funny, you know it is!)

The biggest shock isn't really the numbers, it's the fact that none of these little victims made it all the way through the cat door like they usually do. Sometimes they're dead and we find them on the rug (stop bringing me presents!) sometimes they're hiding under the washing machine and waiting to be captured by the ever-ready live trap and occasionally, you'll see one drinking water out of the dogs' bowl. (Brave? Stoopid? The jury's still out.)

This is what you get when you live out in the woods and have 4 mousers. I only know that Nosey Parker is innocent in all this because she was locked in the bedroom with us all night. She would LOVE to get in on this action, though, and has actually caught her first live mouse, in the house, where one of the big boys brought him in and released him. We call her "The Closer". rofl