The good news is that Perrine, neglected a bit due to my not feeling well for the past few days, won't be so bored for a little while.
The bad news is that she'll probably drop a live mouse in my bed later.
We were in the kitchen and heard a noise that we both interpreted as "sounds like a mouse". When I left her, she was perched on the edge of the sink, staring intently into the oven.