We Caught A Mouse!

Cause for celebration I say!  The Whipster caught his first mouse.  Since he was just a little runt his toys have all been little wind up mice to run and chase and play with; so it  was with great pride that I saw him with his first mouse.  I thought all my hard work paid off!  Then he began to play just like the days of old.  He let that little mouse run free, watched it run; then like the wind, he would corner it and gently take it by the tail and run with it to a new room, to play some more. His goal it seemed was not to kill but to find a new wind up friend and add it to his box of toys.  Now I had company coming for a Lost marathon (boxed set), and this really needed to be dealt with, so I had to bring in the ringer.  While Whip is now a year old, big and strong and beautiful,  he has much to learn from Sugar our 17 year old, tiny, little, white, deaf cat. I brought her into the area, turned her in the direction of the mouse, and the second it ran she had it, game over!  I am sad that I have to teach Whip to mouse because they are so cute, however I am also not willing to let them share my house. It is what it is.
Laugh Often , Live with Love