NOT A WORM. I REPEAT. NOT A WORM
The mouse was still alive--which is the problem with orphaned kittens that grow up without adult cats, they know how to catch but not how to kill--and Vice took us on a scenic goddam tour of nearly every room in the house before I got him back out to the catio with the mouse, which promptly ran off. And now he's mad at me.
No mice for Vice.


















