I was woken up by the cats that wanted me to feed them bright and... ok, maybe not so bright, but definitely early, 5am or so...what do I find in the middle of the kitchen floor? A big, grey, dead mouse. Quite dead. Khepra's work, no doubt. He couldn't just drag the thing into the garbage, could he. No, 'cause then mommy wouldn't have been able to see just what a good job he did saving her from the big evil grey mouse. So I picked it up by it's then cold and icky tail and threw it in the garbage.