The Campaign for Real Cats: or, Here's One I Prepared Earlier

[tamaranth]

'Twas a Sunday night, and all through the house
Nothing was stirring, not even --

CRASH!!!

*squeak squeak squeak squeak*

"Oh, Sam, how clever: just what I wanted, a little furry MOUSE. Can I play? Oh go on."

*squeak squeak squeak squeak*

We play with mouse. (That is, I rescue mouse, and it tries mountaineering.) Very merry.

*squeak squeak squeak squeak*

Sam tires, and usurps Chair. (Yes, all a cunning ruse!)

Mouse is released outside the front door.

And I wouldn't mind so much if he hadn't caught it in the study: but evidence suggests that it was planted, a set-up, a fix.

Comments

[ladymoonray.livejournal.com]

ROFL! I can't believe that SAM actually caught a mouse! It must have been on the verge of pegging it...

[tamaranth.livejournal.com]

It wasn't looking too well by the time he'd landed on it, for sure ...
Astonishingly fast and efficient, though. And those big soft paws are kind to mices.