Sonny caught a mouse sometime last night. We didn't know that we had mice not to mention we had always thought it was his sister Whiskers who caught the mice. Since Whiskers hasn't been with us for the last several years there hasn't been a mouse caught. Well aparently Sonny wanted his mouse served on a throw pillow. He ate the mouse and then proceeded to throw up half digested mouse on said pillow. Nastiest thing I've ever seen. I wish he'd catch them and not eat them as I don't want him coming near me without having a bath. Ewwwwww. Not the way I pictured getting up today.