by I’m heading out to Long Island later today, so good food and conversation is in my near future! In the meantime …
The cats are nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of tortured mice dance in their heads.
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Was Bleecker afraid of the mice you had earlier? Or did you confine him because he would have tortured them, poor mice? They do look sweet, all curled up there.
I’m sure Bleecker would have tortured any mice he got a hold of, but I didn’t confine him anywhere! He was free to roam, but I think I’ve effectively blocked the mice from getting in so they’re safe. Not that they’re thanking me!