Um... Thanks for Sharing, Ned

I've been tiptoeing around the house this morning, staring carefully at each spot I put my feet before I commit.

Yes, Ned of the Toddin actually caught a mouse. Of which he was inordinately proud. At 3am.

I had to lock him out of my room so that a) I wouldn't have a little present left on the rug; and b) I could try to sleep through the squeaking.

I have thus far found:

• 1 tail
• 1 chunk
• 1 blood smear

Guess he's eaten the rest. Sigh.