On Sunday the 13th, James was carrying Sidnie from the kitchen, around to the counter so she could eat her soup. Sidnie saw the cat outside the back door and said: "There's a little mouse." James looked and sure enough, there was a mouse, but not a little one. And Peppy was on the prowl. As we watched, the mouse tried to climb up the brick and then the screen. But it couldn't keep it's grip and the mouse fell into James' snow boot. James thought that was disturbing on more than one level. We had to intervene to get the mouse out of the boot and then we let Peppy have back at it.
Where'd that mouse go?
On the chase...
Swiping at the mouse, that is on the mat in front of Spencer's shoes...
Looks more like a rat in this photo...
Peppy resting (on the counter) after his hunt and kill...
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