Exit my one reliable mouser at age 17. I found her by the same mouse hole her older brother died by last year; it was her favourite lurking spot, if she was going to be somewhere a person could see her.
(I'm actually happy she chose that place and not, say, the inaccessible cubby hole in the basement, another favoured lurking spot)
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- Nimrod (1995 - 2012)