Two Truths

Today, I have confirmed two things to be absolutely true.

First, Spring is here, despite the snow still on the ground outside and the chilly temperatures.

Second, Cats are the best serial killers in the world.

So, we have a cat.  Well, really, my brother has a cat.  But that animal loves my kid so much that he might as well belong to us.  Casper is really Roland's cat.

Casper is a fierce hunter.  She's an excellent mouser.

But she has a terrible habit.

She likes to play with her food.

When she catches a mouse, she promptly deposits it somewhere where the tiny furry thing won't escape and she can pounce and bat and nibble at her leisure.  A lovely porcelain receptacle that is intended for her use.  That's right.  She dumps them in the bathtub.

This is where the Mouse Circus is also held, if one is lucky enough to see it.  That's another story in and of itself.

This morning, my mom got up to go to the gym, and Casper was in the tub, playing with a mouse.  Pretty sure she's bored, since my brother is out of town this week.  She was doing what she normally does, batting it around and then laying there all lazy like until it started scurrying.

This afternoon, when I went to take a shower (armed with bleach spray and a scrubby, of course) there was nothing left in the tub.  A few tiny tufts of hair but that's it.

So you see, this is why the cat is the perfect serial killer.  She devours her prey completely, with nothing left behind.  Well, except a little hair.

These are the truths that I learned today.  I am so glad that spring is here...