I really don’t remember how I came across this little mouse. But I believe I saw my cat, Skittle, chasing something outside my back deck.
When I went outside there he was, “hiding” behind the dying nasturtium vines. Luckily for him, Skittle doesn’t seem to have the greatest eyesight. She couldn’t find him, but she knew he was in there someplace.
This is skittle perched on the deck post, looking for the mouse down in the plant (lower right). The little guy stayed very still, thinking he was hidden… or maybe too scared to move.
His little nose was pushed into the vines and maybe he thought that made him safe.
Now, mice are cute. But up north, where I lived in New Hampshire, they always seemed to find a way inside the house for the cold winter months. I fought them every winter.
I hate to kill anything, but they can’t be left to take over the house. I set traps in my basement, and trusted the cats to help keep them away.
More than once I was up in the night because the cats were out in the kitchen “playing” with a mouse. They never killed one in the house, but Skittle liked to bring them into my bedroom – up on my bed – in the middle of the night, just to show me her treasure!
Ya… no.
I would get a plastic bowl and plop it over the mouse, then slide a piece of cardboard under it to catch the thing. This was surprisingly easy to do. Then, I would open the door and let it outside… where it belongs. Needless to say, I couldn’t sleep if I knew there was a mouse running around my home.
This little mouse in the Nasturtiums got away, as Skittle gave up looking for him. I’m sure he eventually made his way inside and scurried around my basement enjoying the warmth. The never-ending cycle.
Thank you for sharing!
Hydrangeas Blue 
That is the cutest mouse with its big bright eyes. I’m glad your cat has poor eyesight.
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