There’s this cat, see …

As I wite this, there is a squeaking noise coming from somewhere behind me. The sound is reminiscent of the aviary house at the Cincinnati Zoo where I visited as a 3rd or 4th grader. The source of this sound is a small field mouse that apparently has grown to believe that it is a welcome member of this household. Squeaking because of being partially maimed by, what it believed was it’s new playmate, Dieter the cat (herein referred to as “Gato Diablo”).

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