Boots, da Mouser (NOT) rarely felt the need to either kill oreat a wayward
Mouse that was stoopid enugh to climb up the basement stairs to enter "Kat Country".
He'd discover the Intruder when the lil critter began raiding da Kat's Krunchie Kup
on the bathroom vanity ... "Hey - you wanna PLAY?"
"Play" to da Kat was to have a rousing game of "TAG! You're IT - now RUN!"
One Kat and ONE Mouuse could entertain themselves for about 45 minutes
(often overturning da Kat's litter boxin the process).
It was *game over* when either da Mouse got smart and ran back under the
basement door to safety, OR died from a heart attack on the playground.
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