My husband sets a live trap so we can catch the mouse and release him back to the woods. Come on cats! Help us get this mouse! Let's move!
No answer.
Jack wakes up, looks at me with that glaring one-eye, and seems so annoyed. Snowflake lifts her head and begs to return to her napping.
Well, excuse me, Cats. I'm so sorry to disturb you.
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I won't even look at that trap! I don't like mice!