At 10ish, Hannah and I were on the couch and she was nursing. I heard George (the black one) purr-meowing and crying. I could hear he was crying his way up the basement stairs and to where we were behind the couch. My first thought was, oh great, he's back to 'catching' socks and purr-meowing over his 'kill'. I ignored him because I was feeding Hannah and didn't want to disturb her. So within minutes, I'd forgotten all about George.
Just a little while ago I was in the kitchen cleaning things up and saw Eleanor trying to squeeze past the kitchen table to get to the kitty food bowls. I chuckled at her and was all, 'haha, you can't reach their food'. Then I saw what she was seeing....a dead mouse body. CRAP! I go to look closer and I see it is either a monster mouse or a shrew, but also it has its' intestines pulled out. Literally, pulled out of its' tummy! Gross - but at the same time, a little cool. I stood and inspected it for a little while, someone had spent some serious time gnawing on this little body. I grabbed an old towel that I could throw away and picked it up to dispose of it and saw there was a little puddle of goop....must have been intestine juice, LOL. So, I get another rag to clean up the goop and as I'm down on the floor, I see more clearly what had happened.
Using my CSI forensic ability here is my determination: George brought the mostly live mouse up from the basement to his safe area in the kitchen where the dogs can't reach. Mouse was bitten and bleeding and trying to get away but George was toying with him. Blood was ALL over the kitchen floor in little globs here and there. At one point, mouse made some serious headway in escaping by going up the baseboard and wall a little bit, but he was taken down. The gutting then took the mouse out of the game.
I'm really pretty sure it was George as he seems to be more of a killer than Henry. When I was in the kitchen cleaning up the murder scene, Henry was strutting about the kitchen with his tail high in the air. So, it could have been Henry but it was George I heard purr-meowing. I went upstairs to find George and he was laying on the bed grooming himself. Hard to say who it was, but they both got some 'good kitties' and some treats.
