Taming..errr...Killing of the Shrew

Got up this morning and on my way to the shower I noticed a dead mammal just outside the bathroom door. At first I thought it was just one of the many stuffed mice that out two cats play with around the house. After I finished my shower I went out in the hall way and inspected it a little closer.

It was not a stuffed mouse....it was a black shrew with its head nearly destroyed and bitten off. The cats were in the hallway and they barely registered that this dead shrew existed, apparently they had done there duty and were ready for the day to start.

Once dressed I headed down stairs to eat some breakfast. Much to my surprise, another shrew was laying dead and maimed in the middle of my kitchen floor. Guess the cats had a busy night. As I left the house, I felt a suspicion that not all was well. So I decided to venture into our unfinished basement to have a peek.

I ventured onto a mammal on mammal trauma scene. There were chunks of flesh and hair in two separate spots and trails of blood on the steps and the floor. I'm not sure how the three shrews got into the house, but I bet it had something to do with the heavy rain we had had the night before.

Maybe I need to put a "Beware of Cats" sign on my front door.