At the risk of sounding horribly conceited, I must say that my reflexes are speeding up no end these days, with all the mousing I do.
I can now:
- recognise loud squeaking in back yard as mouse SOS
- leap into Supermouser costume - no, you can't see me wearing it; however, I can assure you that she and I could be sisters:
- locate camera
- take a snapshot
- seize high-tech mouse-catching box
- lock cat flap (avoiding unwanted entry by cat with mouse)
- dash out of the back door
- pursue fleeing mouse (today's got out under the yard door into the back lane )
- capture said mouse with box while fending off pursuing tabby cat with foot
- release mouse (unharmed, just a bit damp) under the trees at the end of the street
- be back home again to reproachful looks from all concerned
All within five minutes.
What was that for?
Practice makes perfect; I'm becoming almost nonchalant about it now.
What I need to work out next is how to make these skills transferable, so that other areas of my life become as efficient and productive as the rescue of small rodents from the jaws of horror. Suggestions welcome. I already have the costume.