I have a Finn complaint. Two mornings ago, was coming in from the deck, opened the kitchen door, stepped onto the brush mat with my sock feet and felt something hard. So, without putting all my weight down, I backed up to peer down at what I had almost crushed. It was a mouse head. Just the head and whatever was coming out of the severed neck. Ick! FINN! Leftovers on the mat. Wonderful.
Later, same day, I'm at the kitchen island doing something, door is open with screen door shut. And in my peripheral vision, I see something hit the screen door, about as high as my head. It startled me and I jumped and sort of went, "Ah!". Finn is spread-eagled hanging from the screen. It's his dramatic way of telling someone to let him inside.
Last night, I did not sleep. I would almost nod off, then i'd jerk awake. I was so close to drifting off about 4 a.m. when I hear on the deck, passing my bedroom window, "Raow, raow, raow, raow"-it's the black cat, but I'm not getting up. I'm used to it by now, but then, I hear, "Sfffft!", a cat's hiss. Then, immediately following, out in the yard, a fox alarm-barked, which means usually that coyotes are afoot. It was the Jungle Book out there. So, I got 2 hours sleep and have been dragging all day long.