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| LadyDrusilla |
How many Dominants does it take to catch a mouse? At least two and cat. I was chatting to Mistress Angel in the kitchen when I became aware of two jet black eyes boring into my soul. No it wasn't Mistress Angel; it was something much smaller – a mouse. Still, this was no 'wee Sleekit, couring, timorous beastie' this was a mouse with attitude this was the kind of mouse which should be packing an IMI uzi 9mm, Hell, it vertually stuck it's tongue out at me.'There's a mouse' I shouted loudly (I challenge anyone to claim you can't learn something from David Attenbrough programes). 'Angel, keep it trapped whilst I fetch the cat'. The cat had other plans, it was snoozing on my bed and only tolerated being distrubed because she thought she was going to be fed – which was, in a way, excactly what I had planned. I carried the purring Pixie down the stairs and placed her in the corner where the mouse was last seen. Pixie had other ideas, she knew dinner came from tins, so she stayed still and ignored the rodent before her. Plan one had failed. I decided to take matters into my own hands; grabbing a hammer, and pulling items gingerly from the cupboard I begain to close in on my prey, aided by Angel who was cutting off any chance of escape and Pixie who still wanted some Whiskes. I moved the last boot cautiously; the mouse had obvously been watching The Matrix as it flew threw the air, turned graceful landed on my skirt and dived underneath. I faced a dichotomy, I could try hitting the mouse with my hammer and efficantly kneecap myself, or I could let the damn thing go. The mouse saw its chance and like a skilled ruby player it swerved past the totally impassive Pixie and dived under the fridge. Plan three was simple; move the fridge, and catch the mouse, obviously Pixie being a cat would dive underneath and the mouse-with-attitude would be no more. The reality was some what different, we moved the fridge – eventually, but Pixie remained as stationary as the M25. Angel and I pulled at the fridge until it was nearly horizontal, Pixie looked at it and wandered off. Now the mouse seemed to have vanished into thin air, we were puzzeled, it was clear Pixie had not got the mouse, but niether had we, nor was there any escape route. Exhusted and fed up we dropped the fridge back to the floor. Then I noticed a sanguinous mass by the fridge. We had got the mouse after all, the fridge had landed on top of it killing it instantly. How many Dominants does it takes to catch a mouse? Two plus a cat and a fridge, as long as the fridge has a really strong hunting instinct.
Edited Sat 15 Aug 09, 10:04 PM by LadyDrusilla
| 15 Aug 09, 10:26 PM Kinky_Vidushaka UK(SW), 3 yrs  |
Wow two females not afwaid of a mouse. Now there is a ware thing, but 2 in the same place extwemely ware.  There is a fine line between sanity and insanity. I have a foot firmly planted either side of that line | |
| 16 Aug 09, 12:03 AM kelly_B77 UK, 2 yrs |
Another innocent bites the dust! | |
| 16 Aug 09, 12:12 AM striped1 UK(YO), 11 yrs |
And in next week's thrilling episode: How many Dominants does it take to remove a spider from a bath? | |
| 16 Aug 09, 3:37 AM shyquiet UK(SP), 3 yrs |
only 1 if it's cat woman 
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| 16 Aug 09, 9:00 AM LadyDrusilla UK(ST), 3 yrs |
I am fine with spiders too...perhaps I should set up in business removing them from people's baths and then returning them to the wild - the spider, not the people obviously. Hellraiser (1987)
Kirsty Cotton:Who are you?
Lead Cenobite:Explorers in the further regions of experience. Demons to some. Angels to others. |
