The day the cats joined our household we bought them some little cat nip mice. At first they wanted absolutely nothing to do with them but as they've grown up a bit they've decide that cat nip mice are the best thing since sliced bread (or maybe that should be sliced tuna).
I often see Frisky stalking through the house in a semi crouch with a mouse in her mouth. Is it weird that it makes me a little proud of my little mouser?
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