Jack Campin wrote:

That reminds me of the first time Tawny (RB) saw a mouse. He was fairly
young at the time, and we'd only had him a couple of months. A mouse ran
across the kitchen floor, so one of us got him and set him down where he
could see it, thinking he would dispatch it for us. He took one look,
turned and ran.

Marion once had a mouse in her flat that had got cats figured out. It
would wait until the cat was doing its thing in the litter box and then
stroll across the room in front of it, almost doing a "nyaah-nyaah-na-
naah-naah" while the cat glared at it in frustration.

That mouse obviously watched a lot of Tom and Jerry cartoons.

--
Joyce

Loneliness is comforted by the closeness and touch of fur to fur,
skin to skin, or -- skin to fur. -- Paul Gallico