I knew there wuz a mouse in da house. I could hear him little claws scratchin' in a box in Daddies messy stuff room. Da box wuz at da bottom of a pile of ofur boxes and he wuz a hidin' in dare. I kept diggin' an diggin' trying to get him owt of dat box. Finally Daddie saw me an wuz wondrin wot wuz in dare. He helped me move da boxes and den I CAUGHT da mousie! I ranned wif him fast cuz I wanted to bring him to da kitchen so I could see him better. See pikshures of him below.
I finks he wanted to use da scratch pad here. But he didn't haf time. He runned away and hid and we couldn't find him -- till midnight dat is. And dat's when me an Angie played wif him for a while. Den he didn't want to play no more. Mommie is sad about dat but she didn't want him to come and try to hide owt in dare bedroom. In da mornin' daddie found him in da hallway and took him owtside for a proper burial.