So a few weeks ago I stepped off the bottom step in our basement and just missed a mouse body.  The weather was just turning cold and I think the poor thing was looking for a place to camp this winter.  Maybe thought otherwise.

Yesterday I awoke to a cat patiently waiting in front of the stove.  She sat at her post, quietly laying in wait for the entire day.  As I went to bed...she was still there.  I dropped her a few Whiskas treats in case she had gotten hungry on her stake out.

Last night at around 3am I sat in the chair with a crying baby.  As she drifted off to sleep I heard a scramble in the kitchen....I did not want to know.

This morning my husband said, and I quote, "Well, that's two for Maybe.  She had him behind the garbage can almost dead so I finished it off."  I'm not sure what that last part means, but yeah for the kitty cat!