Awww, bummer. Salad for them. At least there's time to re-start. I haven't started yet myself.
Cato caught a mouse outside last night. No idea where he might have found it on such a cold night. Of course he wanted to bring it in alive so he could play with it in the warm house. He was so excited I could hear him purring with the mouse in his mouth from inside the closed door. He ate the bottom half and finally came in.
Unfortunately this morning I discovered a barf-o-rama in the basement. All of his supper, a few treats and some mouse parts in 4 or 5 large blobs scattered around...one on a rug, some in his supper dish. One spot upstairs "waterfalled" from a piece of furniture onto the floor. Great.