Chase

(To Carolyn, I'm sorry about this story, but its what happened!)

Chase is a cat that lives one street up but likes our house and thinks of Gracie as his mom. She's been there for him since he first appeared almost 2 years ago.

Chase is not the smartest cat in Utah. He is definitely not the smartest cat in Saratoga Springs.

The younger three chicklets and me were outside playing. All of a sudden, a vole (rat/mouse like rodent) ran across the street from the gutter in front of our house to our neighbor's driveway. Chase gave ... chase. The vole was cornered in between the garage door and the wall to the hose. Chase should have a tasty meal.

I did mention that Chase isn't too bright? The vole jumped. Chase was scared, so he gave the vole a little room. At which point, Andrew decided Chase needed some encouragement, "Come on Chase! You can do it!" Chase, you can do it!"

Gathering up his courage, Chase tried again. The vole jumped again. Chase backed off completely and the vole ran into the lawn. At which point Andrew and another boy are pointing the vole out to Chase and Chase starts attacking dandelions with a 'wait-that's-not-right' expression.

Where was Gracie when we needed her? We have no idea. She always disappears when she will be called on to deal with a pest problem.