Tina tilted the China Cabinet in the corner of the master bedroom and a MOUSE shot out from under it. Fiona was in hot pursuit, but lost it when it disappeared into the living room.
Tina picked her up and carried her back to bed. About 20 minutes later, she launched herself off the bed again, and was back in the hunt... for the rest of the night and half the day. Sniffing and snuffling here, there and everywhere. She finally ran out of gas and slept the rest of the day. (A bad thing... )
She was UP all night LAST night, mouse hunting... Westies were bred in Scotland to hunt rodents, so it's ingrained in their nature... and SHE is on the hunt. She falls asleep now when she stops moving, poor thing is SO tired... but if something, anything squeeks, she is back on the hunt.
We have sticky traps out, hopefully we'll catch the elusive sucker. He's Quick. But until then, she'll be doing "Her Job!" We'll be hearing the clicking of tiny feet up and down the hall and snuffling ALL night long.
If we kenneled her, she would WHINE all night wanting to work. LOL.
She has always been a hunter, Copperheads, possums, and raccoons. She herds the Chickens and Guineas for Miss Tina.
But this Mouse is driving her nuts.
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She sat down on the floor and ran a wooden yardstick under the stove to flush the little guy. The mouse shot out from under the stove, ran up between her legs and crashed into the dead end. 
He turned to run and was face to face with 28 pounds of white furball. 
He never broke stride and zipped back under the stove, never to be seen again. 
