Sydney was making a ruckus out on the patio, so I went to see what her problem was. Oh. A mouse.

Still quivering, but it was in no condition to escape. Made my stomach lurch to see it. Don’t look at the photos if you’re squeamish.

Sydney checks for witnesses.

I think we're alone now.

Crunch crunch crunch.

Mouse heads, mouse heads, yummy yummy mouse heads.