Something with warm paws stepped on my forehead last night. A cat? I went downstairs and counted cats as they came in. Two cats came in, so it wasn't a cat. I sat them down for a chat.
"Do you two realize that there is a mouse in the house?"
"Feed us our kibble," they said.
I woke up the dog for a talk.
"There's mouse in the house," I said.
"Did you speak to the cats?"
"I spoke to the cats," I said.
"And what did they say?"
"That's not the point."
"What's the point?" asked the dog.
"Where were you last night? You're the guard of the house."
"I don't guard against mice. That's the job of a cat."
"But had you been by the bed," I cou