Looks like we have some extra creatures living somewhere in or around the house. In September, Rob was vacuuming the stairs and discovered a deceased visitor. A little brown mouse was on the landing.
We wondered just how long the mouse had been there, especially since folks had passed by several times already that day. That little brown mouse was ultimately carried away.
Today as I walked through the dining room towards the kitchen (not being the first person to do so this morning) I spotted another deceased visitor. Another dead mouse on the carpet right out in the open.
So where there's one mouse, there might be another. Where there's two mice, then there certainly are going to be more. So far, I haven't seen any other "evidence" of mice, but that doesn't mean that I won't.
I'm wondering which of our three cats might be the "mouser" of the bunch. Nobody seemed all that interested in the dead mice that I could tell. And the mice didn't look mangled at all. They just looked like they had shriveled up...in fright, maybe?
However, I know that I'd be afraid of living in the same house as three cats if I were a mouse.