I have a new job title, Assassin. Last night there was a screaming in the basement. I went to check it out and my two cats are staring at the corner where the winter boots are. Suddenly, screaming and a flash of grey. A ferocious & suicidal vole. They actually had cornered a little grey vole. Quick as lightning, I grabbed a plastic shoebox so as to capture and release it outside, when I ended up killing it with my less than superior trapping skills. The cats looked at me, left, and the vole (mouse) was consigned to the organic recycle cart. Nice to know that my cats are such great hunters. Enjoy the day.