3AM.
There he is.
He puts up a fight but I win.
Wait... What? YOU want me to put the mouse down. What is HE thinking? HE wants to save the mouse! Dear God doesn't HE realize that I am a cat. I kill mice. Okay I may take my time at it but I will kill it...
Son of a bitch the mouse got away. HE got it to run into the box and HE is bringing the box outside! I can't even go outside!
I had the damn mouse in my mouth.There he is.
He puts up a fight but I win.
Wait... What? YOU want me to put the mouse down. What is HE thinking? HE wants to save the mouse! Dear God doesn't HE realize that I am a cat. I kill mice. Okay I may take my time at it but I will kill it...
Son of a bitch the mouse got away. HE got it to run into the box and HE is bringing the box outside! I can't even go outside!
Well next time I will have to act faster. Yes that's right - next time. Because I am Archie, the Professional Mouser.
