My cat caught a tiny mouse and I'm trying to get it away from him so he'll stop torture-playing with it but it's too fast for me. So now we're like teaming up to get it, but I have to somehow be faster then the cat? This is an absolutely ridiculous situation.

Welp it ran under the bed and lives to die another day.

(For the record *I* was not planning to kill it, just throw it outside the house. My cat, I suspect, had other plans.)

The cat is now standing next to the bed screaming.

Aaaaaaaaand I should definitely not have turned to the internet to see if I should be worried about the mouse giving my cat and, subsequently me, potential diseases.

The hunter is defeated but alert.

UPDATE the cat returned with the mouse and I got it away from him!! The tiny mouse has been relocated outdoors.

The cat is extremely frustrated and has deemed me The Great Betrayer but I'll settle for that.

My dad has called to inform me "there's never just one mouse."

I just heard tapping on the window and, I shit you not, the mouse wants to come back in.

This is a very, very stupid mouse folks.

Y'all are literally gonna make me feel so guilty about this that I let the mouse back in.

https://twitter.com/funnyonceaday/status/1308588388434534400?s=20

Still trying to come back inside.

I have closed the window. If he wants back in he can find another way.

This thread is finished for now. Though of I wake up in the morning to find him outside staging a protest to be let back in I'll keep you informed.