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The cat and mouse game

Updated on January 6, 2009

Tart and uhhh


I really love her, our two year old Tart. “Snol” in Dutch. Yes that is how she’s called, our red pussycat. Two years ago I found her as a small kitten, too small for her age. I took her home with me when I saw her living in terrible conditions, living in her own shit, eating almost nothing just because they didn’t feed her on time, in a small room, hiding from big dogs and hardly getting attention. She was infested by flees and had her eyes infected. She just would be better of being away from that home.

 She loved it to be out of there I think. She just wanted to sit on our laps, cuddling, sniffing and purring all the time. She got more and more healthy every day and greeted everyone who came in our house. Our special little kitty cat.


 But she got healthy enough to get out of the house once in a while, and that’s when the trouble started. She took every cat that was homeless or sick to our home. Let them eat her food and sometimes it was necessary to call animal patrol to take away sick, pregnant, homeless cats, because I didn’t have the time or money to take care of them.  That’s how she got the name tart. And she listens to that name too. So I guess it’s the right name for her.




We were really sure after we came home from our holiday and saw four little kittens being born in spite of her being on medication so she couldn’t get pregnant.  She was a good mommy. Took care of her babies for almost eight weeks, kept them together and when she left home for a walk around the block, she always came by one of us, making sure that her babies were taken care of while she left. And because daddy cat was nowhere to be found and my home was too small for five tarts, we found the little kittens a nice home.        The little tarts had all left, and because there are enough cats around here without a home, we decided to take her to the vet to get an operation. No more little kittens for Tart.


 And that’s when the game started.


 I don’t know how she does it. But everywhere I go in the house I find them. Sometimes alive and that’s the trouble. Those little scared animals start to run everywhere. Making scary noises, knowing they won’t be there long before she comes and gets them. At least, after she’s has played with them for half an hour.


 I hate these games. I rather see those dead right away. Telling Tart she has to stop to take presents home for everyone isn’t helping. She thinks she’s doing a good job when she comes home at night, waking me up and putting a dead mouse into my lap.


 It doesn’t help to feed her more and when I try to keep her into the house, she starts to cry in her own pitiful way.  I guess I have to accept the fact that I have to stroll around the house every day, looking for the mousses she took home with her. And hoping, when I find them, that they are dead.


Ow, wait a minute. She is coming home again. And guess she took a present home with her. So let the game begin.




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    • Anna Marie Bowman profile image

      Anna Marie Bowman 8 years ago from Florida

      He he...guess she has to have her fun one way or another, huh?

    • Lazur profile image

      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

      Yes indeed:d I only wished she kept her fun outside and not indoors:D

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      Cindy Lawson 8 years ago from Guernsey (Channel Islands)

      Very funny story. My three cats are just as bad although thankfully we don't have a cat flap, so we have to physically open the door to let them in, so avoiding live rodents loose in the house. We do often find the corpses on the doorstep though, and if I catch the cat with a live creature I rescue it. Where we are it is mostly voles and rabbits, and I must have rescued at least 40 of them now between all three of my cats.

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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

       I don't have a cat flap either, but Tart comes in trough a small window that's always open to ventilate the room. She has to climb on the glas window beneath it to get in. I don't know how she does it with her mouth full:D

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      Merle Ann Johnson 8 years ago from NW in the land of the Free

      oh dear oh my have the same problem here and it is just frustrating me sooo...I am alone and she is always wanting me to see here BIG catch...the other day it was alive and I tried to hold it by it's tail but it was reaching around and I was afraid it would bite me...hence I let go and is still running around here YIKESSSS....SO I BOUGHT THOSE SAFE AND SOUND...OR FRIENDLY TRAPS...but that mouse isn't going for it...I put P-nut butter in them...well wish this old lady luck cause it makes me angry and feel dirty too...G-Ma :o) hugs

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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

       I'm glad I'm not the only one with this problem:) And I'm glad that the one she took home a few hours ago, was dead. I won't put friendly traps around my little home. I just try to catch Little mousy and then Tart wants it first and she catches it first so I can put the little mouse out of its missery:D

      I wish you good luck on your next catch G-Ma:D *hug*

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      J_Eds 8 years ago from Blackpool

      It's odd because the two cats we had when i was a child only did this once in a blue moon... One cat was very lazy, and only ever did it 2 times. However, the same cat brought a MAGPIE (God knows how!) through the cat flap while we where on holiday. The neighbour looking after him had to clean all the blood and feathers up as it was only half dead when it got into the kitchen.....


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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

      The two cats I had before , even took home dead pigeons, crows and even a goose. I guess I should be happy now with a few mousses every day:D

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      compu-smart 8 years ago from London UK

      Dead pigeons! crows! and a goose!! Damn! Those are the worst kitty games and stories ive heard!!

      Your kitty does looks so cute and mischievous! lol

      I live on the top floor of a house conversion and i never have mice but kitty doe like to bring in big spiders in from the window ledge!! Not funny!

      Try placing a bell round your kittys neck which will make it harder to creep up on the mice.:)

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      compu-smart 8 years ago from London UK

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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

      Indeed the cats looked cute, but only when they didn't go into the park:P

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      Dottie1 8 years ago from MA, USA

      Funny story. But did your cat really drop the dead mouse in your lap? Oh, that is sooo grossing me out!

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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

      Yes Dottie. I was sitting straight up in my bed, woken up by the noise and she sat in front of me and just dropped it down. It was grossing me out too:)

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      Christoph Reilly 8 years ago from St. Louis

      My cat goes out whenever it want to, but doesn't bring home any "presents". It does however catch the occasional mouse, which it brings to show me while it's still alive. Then he spends so much time playing with it, that half the time the mouse gets away!

      Fun hub!

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      Shadesbreath 8 years ago from California

      Cats are just spastic, period. You just have to deal with it. lol.

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      Lazur 8 years ago from Netherlands

      Christoph and Shadesbreath,Thank you:D I just have to accept that the present I get are Tarts way of saying 'thank you' and not get spastic my self * lol *

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      trish1048 8 years ago

      Hi Lazur,

      I so love your story and your cat is adorable.  Bless you for rescuing this lovely cat.  I definitely agree she is saying thank you for saving her life :)

      One of my old cats brought home half a rabbit, there was blood and fur everywhere, talk about gross!  Another time I stepped into my laundry room and found a poor ole frog just sitting there with two puncture wounds on its head.  I think he lived after I got him out of the house.  Other times it was little moles.

      I think I'd freak if one ever brought a half live bird in the house,,brings to mind the old Alfred Hitchcock movie The Birds.

      Cute hub, thanks for sharing.

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