Mum did make the mistake of telling someone recently that it had been a couple of years since I had caught either a mouse or a bird. Big mistake.
So in the afternoon mum heard me race around the bedroom and then bathroom and then saw me potter into the lounge chasing a little mouse. She shut the doors to the rest of the house, and opened the front door. I did spend an hour trying to find mickey mouse, and mum hopes it got away outside and is not still inside.
I mean while have eaten my dinner and gone to bed. I am zonked after my busy afternoon.