A guy, a girl, a cat, a mouse, and eventually a dog

It went a little something like ...

(Scene - Early morning, House of Walmsley)

Me finding the cat, tail twitching, in the spare room staring intently at the curtains, followed a moment or two later with the cat running up the curtains, me shaking the curtains, a mouse falling out of the curtains, all hell breaking loose as the cat tried to catch the mouse and I tried to catch the cat, the husband coming home from work in the middle of it and adding to the melee by trying to stomp on the mouse which was now in the end bedroom, but being an absolute legend and carefully lifting the bedspread out of the way first so he didn't get mousy blood and guts on it because he knew I'd kill him, the cat getting confused and trying to find the mouse in Cuinn's room (another bedroom altogether which the mouse had never even been in to the best of my knowledge), me squealing loudly (I didn't really want mousy blood and guts on the carpet either) every time I saw the mouse and the husband's great foot in close proximity, thus causing the husband to jump and the mouse to put on a burst of energy and therefore escape a squishing, the husband going and getting the cat and pointing her in the direction of the mouse, the cat flicking her tail in annoyance at being disturbed in her mouse-hunt in the other room and stalking off back to where she'd been retrieved from, the husband persevering in chasing the mouse for another ten minutes or so before calling the dogs, Jack turning up looking very curious about this new game Dad has devised, and Jess arriving about a minute later with a ball in her mouth ready to play whatever it is we're playing just so long as it involves chasing her ball, the husband pointing Jack in the direction of the mouse and Jack looking back at the husband blankly, the husband getting more insistent, lifting the bed up off the ground so Jack could get under it with the command "Where's the mouse? Get the mouse!" and BOOya! one very fast moving mouse and one streak of dog-lightening later, Jack was happily trotting outside with his new toy slash breakfast securely restrained in-gob. While Jess was still sitting in the hallway with the ball in her mouth looking hopeful.