When I was a child we had a pet gray tabby named Sylvester. We lived at the edge of a farming area. One day about harvest time, Mom was impressed to find Sylvester playing with one mouse with one paw. With each of his other three paws he had a mouse trapped. I think that was probably a record for mousing...

(Now if Cassy or Livvy ever caught one, I think I would freak out completely!!!)