She came dancing across the bedroom

What a killer.

So when I was going to bed last night Piper was digging around the pile of shoes in the corner and I stupidly thought nothing of it. And then this morning Pipey displayed her kill right next to my pillow.

The sun had barely breached the horizon so I was not able to see exactly what lay next to my head and I hoped it was a toy. But my hopes were dashed when I realized that it wasn't after taking hold of the poor thing. 12 years old and still a nimble killing machine, that's Pipey.

Curiously enough, when I went out to my car this morning there was another dead mouse in the driveway. Last night was a mouse massacre, it seems.