posted by
eftychia at 09:57pm on 2004-04-15
Don't know whether to reward or not... Perrine just brought me a mouse, and lost it in my bed.
Edit at 23:00: I found the mouse, it ran off the bed, Perrine caught sight of the mouse again, and we chased it behind and under things. I picked things up and tried to startle it into running toward Perrine. Perrine ran behind and under things. Between the two of us we managed to trap it, and I got to it before Perrine managed to pick it up again. She spent the next twenty or thirty minutes continuing to try to find it and ignoring me when I tried to give her a treat.
Hmph. It's sweet that she wants to be near me, but I wish she wouldn't drop the live toys in my bed.
Edit at 23:00: I found the mouse, it ran off the bed, Perrine caught sight of the mouse again, and we chased it behind and under things. I picked things up and tried to startle it into running toward Perrine. Perrine ran behind and under things. Between the two of us we managed to trap it, and I got to it before Perrine managed to pick it up again. She spent the next twenty or thirty minutes continuing to try to find it and ignoring me when I tried to give her a treat.
Hmph. It's sweet that she wants to be near me, but I wish she wouldn't drop the live toys in my bed.
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I wound up trying to reward her after we recaptured the mouse -- I do want her to hunt ... I just wish she wouldn't let them loose in various places (especially my bed).
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I'm chortling about the rest of the story. It's a mouse, not a half-grown bunny, or a bloody bird. Smile, Dearlove. She's a fine huntress, just a bit confused.
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She's a real sweetie, but I wish she weren't so cocky and/or careless with her prey. I undesrtand wanting to chase it around some more, but she gives them too much of a head start.
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Thankfully usually the basement. There is nothing funnier in the world than my father trying to chase a live squirel around the basement with the cat on the other side of the door clawing desperatly to get at his prey.
This is a phase that they do outgrow. Hang in there
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Squirrels
It's okay. I see feathers about, and caught him eating maybe a mole the other week, (whence his icky parasites), but I mostly just try to get him to eat.
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I still have to be careful not to touch my eyes after petting her, but that too varies in severity depending on what other stresses my body is dealing with.
Short answer: quite manageable, thank goodness.
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Personally, if Nero dropped a mouse in my bed, I'd have a fit. Fortunately (or not), he's the world's worst hunter.