Sitting upstairs on my bed nearly in tears because there is another dead mouse downstairs and I haven’t got the mettle to go down and deal with it. It’s intact so not even particularly gruesome. I’ve had a rough day anyway and it’s just really tipped me over the edge.
The cats were always indoors up until recently when I moved to a more rural area and felt safe to allow them outdoor access. I fear I’m past the point of making them indoor cats again but don’t know what to do with my apparent total fear of cleaning up corpses.
Up until now I’ve had a roommate kindly help me dispose of them but I’m on my own this time and just feel paralysed.
Any advice? 😢