“You’re a good pet, Cuddles. You obey us, you don’t scratch the furniture and you don’t shed much hair in the house,” said Mr. Jones while petting his cat. “You’re so cuddly and adorable,” he resumed. After a few more minutes of petting, Mr. Jones rose from his chair, left the living room and went to bed. Cuddles subsequently thought, “Life is grand for me as a house cat. I’m fed well, cleaned up after, given a swell bed, treated kindly and have no worries.”
He had no idea that his lack of worries was about to end. As he and his masters slept through the night in the dark house, a mouse (Squeaky) entered the house at 3:34 AM by crawling between the edge of the front door and the living room floor where there was a tiny gap. Once he made it to the far left corner of the living room, he started gnawing a hole in the wall half a foot to the right of the corner – Cuddles did not know what was going on because he always slept in the basement with the door closed at night.
Within an hour and 35 minutes, the mouse finished making his way through the wall. Feeling exhausted, he opted for a few hours of sleep. At 9:16 AM, Mr. and Mrs. Jones got out of bed, washed up, fed Cuddles, ate breakfast then left the house to go shopping or tend to other matters. Within a few minutes, Cuddles emerged from the basement and heard a squeak coming from the living room nearby. After going in to check out the noise, he spotted the mouse.
Squeaky fled into the wall recess. As Cuddles pushed his front left paw into the hole, Squeaky sawed open a hole in the wall above Cuddles and dropped a small anvil on his head. As Cuddles massaged the lump on his head, Squeaky laughed at Cuddles then disappeared from his line of sight. As Cuddles reached into the hole with his front right paw, Squeaky hit him with a hammer. As Cuddles pulled back his paw in pain, Squeaky ran out of the hole past his nemesis.
Once Cuddles recovered, he ran out of the living room and found Squeaky in the kitchen. The mouse then darted behind the refrigerator. As Cuddles reached out to get Squeaky, the mouse ran up the back side of the refrigerator and onto the top part where he grabbed a banana. As he came down the front side, the chase resumed. While eating his banana, Squeaky removed the peel then dropped it behind him, causing Cuddles to slip onto his stomach.
After rising, he ran downstairs in pursuit of his prey. Hiding behind boxes and a lot of other stuff filling up the basement, Squeaky pushed out a wrapped gift that was the size of a shoe box. As Cuddles opened it, it exploded in his face, leaving him covered in black dye. Squeaky emerged from his hiding spot, laughed in front of Cuddles while pointing at him then ran upstairs. As Cuddles began to catch up to Squeaky, the mouse ran up the base of the kitchen table and onto the tabletop.
From there he threw a cherry pie onto the face of the cat. As Cuddles jumped onto the table and came for Squeaky, the mouse poured syrup in front of him, causing him to slip and crash onto the floor. Upon entering the living room, Squeaky ran up a small table cart that was close to the front door. As Cuddles jumped and lunged for the rodent, Squeaky jumped off the cart, causing Cuddles to knock over the vase that was behind Squeaky.
Looking at the shattered vase pieces, Cuddles thought, “Gulp! I’ll probably get in trouble for this. I should have known better than to jump on the cart. I better get this mouse before too much damage is done.”
Tired of the mouse taunting him, the cat chased him from this part of the living room into the dining room. As Cuddles pursued Squeaky up the left side of the blinds covering the window, the mouse dashed across the blinds to the wall and pulled the blinds cord, entangling his foe. Squeaky tickled the cat’s belly then ran into his hole.
Once Cuddles became untangled, he walked into the kitchen, opened the cabinet below the sink and took out a mouse trap. Next, he took it into the living room and placed it in front of the mouse’s hole with peanut butter and a piece of cheese on it. He then went to the den and took a nap. As Squeaky found the trap, he covered it with a magazine showing a large picture of a female cat on one of the pages. As Cuddles tried to pick up the magazine 15 minutes later, the metallic lever on the trap underneath clamped down on his front right paw.
As he winced and hopped in pain, Squeaky was rolling on his back laughing and pointing at Cuddles. After the cat removed the contraption, he chased the mouse onto the kitchen counter. Squeaky tipped over the canister of flour and doused Cuddles with flour before running into his hole. After taking several moments to recover his dignity, Cuddles climbed down from the counter and walked to the entrance of the dining room where he saw his reflection in the tall mirror that was on the wall.
Seeing his face smeared with flour, he recalled what he learned from his mom as a kitten – his mom taught him to use the element of surprise to catch his prey. Next, he walked behind the couch that was near the mouse’s hole. Waiting patiently, he stood there for awhile, waiting for Squeaky to emerge. As Squeaky emerged, he did not see Cuddles peeping around the base of the sofa. As the mouse started walking the opposite way, Cuddles pounced on him and ate him.
Next, he washed off the flour that was covering his face and cleaned up the messes Squeaky made in the kitchen and basement. Knowing there was nothing he could do about the broken vase, he went downstairs to take a nap. When Mr. Jones came home, he yelled, “Cuddles!”