Mouse Hunt

Yesterday things were back to normal enough

that I went on the usual rounds with Mom.

I discovered that the Nice Ladies had purchased

a toy for me and placed it under my chair.

I didn't play with it.

Instead I climbed up on the chair next

to Mom and looked out the window.

Eventually I went past the chair and sat

directly on the window sill.

Everything was as it should be,

so I made myself at home.

When Mom and I left, I checked the spot

on the sidewalk I like to roll on.

Since those humans had hosed it down

the day before, it didn't have enough dust on it.

So I moved on to other things.

Mom sat outside with me,

so I was able to spend some time 

stalking the mouse I'm SURE is

living in my tasty plant.

I waited patiently for a very long time.

I let nothing deter me.

I tried my best to stay focused even when

the dog that ignores me went by.

Occasionally I readjusted my position.

I admit to losing my focus when the boy

with the basketball ran by.

After awhile Mom made me go inside empty pawed.

I was frustrated that I didn't catch that mouse.

So later in the evening I took it out on Mom.

Fortunately for me, she's a very understanding human.

After I hissed and scratched her, she spoke 

calmly to me and distracted me with a toy.

Well, I admit to feeling a bit guilty for lashing out

at her, so I curled up next to her on the couch

and apologized in my own way.

She rewarded be with a nighttime recon.

I wanted to stay out for hours!

We walked all over the place.

I even went back to look for the mouse,

but I think he had gone out for a 

nighttime recon as well.

I reluctantly returned to the top of my box hotel.

I must make sure my mental strategies are in 

place for my next attempt to catch the mouse.

>^.^<