I was about ten minutes into a nap yesterday when I heard a high-pitched squeak and realized that Birdy wasn’t on the bed anymore. She had cornered a mouse, but not before either giving it a good whack with her paw or biting it, because its back legs are now paralyzed. Most of the time, I get to the mice that the cats find before they’ve done any damage, in which case I put them in a little ‘mouse house’ until I have a chance to drop them off some miles away. Occasionally, the cats kill a mouse before I know anything about it, and that doesn’t really bother me (they cease being soooo cute once they’re all deflated).
But poor little paraplegic mouse makes me sad. He doesn’t seem to be in any pain, as far as I can tell — he still eats and drinks and moves all around, using only his front legs. I guess the right thing to do would be to release him into the wild… after strapping his back legs into this tiny cart I’ve made.
Poor mouse but thats life right? We have had that very same thing happen, its quite disturbing. We had the very same situation with a mouse years ago, I don’t think the mouse will survive in the wild, you could let him go and let nature take its course or keep him in a cage, thats what we did but the mouse did die a few days later , it didn’t appear to be in pain either so I was shocked when he died.Do your feline friends not eat the mice?
I let the mouse go out in a nearby field (usually I drive them a few miles away). The cats have never A) brought me a mouse or B) mutilated a mouse — I just find them all flat and dead every now and then. I’m honestly not sure whether the cats realize the mice are any different from a laser pointer or iPad game — once it stops moving, they don’t care anymore.