Why I didn't sleep all that well last night . . .

So I'm sleeping in the bedroom, and Lis is sleeping on the daybed so that I can go ahead and snore without bothering her.

Around 11:30, Lis wakes me up and calls me into the front room, telling me that Nora is growling and Nick is staring at her. And there's something in Nora's mouth. She first thought it was one of our mousie toys, but then noticed that it had legs.

Yup, Nora had caught a mouse.

And she was dropping it, and letting it run off, and catching it again. As cats do.

It was getting slower and slower, and then she dropped it and it was just lying on its side, and Lis said, "I think it's finally dead," and Nora looked up at her, and the mouse ran off into the boxes in the side of the room.

Great. So we might have a dead mouse hidden in our front room.

Or not. Both cats spent the next several hours searching that place, and Lis said that, around 3:30, she heard Nora growling again, so maybe they got it?

Well, we'll keep an eye out, and hope to see it before we smell it.

Great anagrams:

Several people on my Facebook and elsewhere have been pointing out that "Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan" anagrams to "My ultimate Ayn Rand porn". Which is good, but, in a comment, someone pointed to two that are even more impressive:

"The jubilee day of Victoria, queen and empress" anagrams to "Joys are never quite complete, if a husband die".

But one contender for "the greatest anagrammatical feat in the English language" is David Shulman's 1936 sonnet "Washington Crossing the Delaware":

A hard, howling, tossing water scene.
Strong tide was washing hero clean.
"How cold!" Weather stings as in anger.
O Silent night shows war ace danger!

The cold waters swashing on in rage.
Redcoats warn slow his hint engage.
When star general's action wish'd "Go!"
He saw his ragged continentals row.

Ah, he stands – sailor crew went going.
And so this general watches rowing.
He hastens – winter again grows cold.
A wet crew gain Hessian stronghold.

George can't lose war with's hands in;
He's astern – so go alight, crew, and win!

Every line in that is an anagram of "Washington Crossing the Delaware."