So a few mornings ago, I had gotten up, and discovered a dead mouse lying on a piece of laundry on the bedroom floor. At first, I though maybe it had fallen from behind a ceiling panel, since I’d seen and heard at least one mouse up there (see Indoor Wildlife).

It may have fallen, but that ain’t what killed it. I rolled it onto a piece of cardboard and saw a wound on its stomach, and realized that one of the cats dispatched it. How they managed this without waking anybody I don’t know, but I guess even coddled, cat-food eating, indoor cats still have intact hunting skills.

I’m guessing we don’t have to worry too much about any mouse problems this winter.