Apparently to pay for my keep... I must catch mice. Okay... I like mice.
There goes one now... Ummmmm... I'll watch it... Stalk it... crouch and prepare to pounce!
POUNCE!
I'll wrestle... and bite it... and roll around...
As much as I love it... and want to hold it...
And want to keep it for my very own...
This is for you Mommy...
To be continued...
