|I noticed that the young fellow was carrying a tiny cloth mouse in his mouth. "What's with that dang mouse?", I asked.|
|Here he is, sneakin' up on the varmint. You know cats. It's all about the obstacles and angles.|
|Here's my mom, trying to get her boy to give a damn about that duster thingy. Nobody expresses indifference like a cat expresses indifference. It's a feline specialty.|
|Here's some more "mouse" action. That posy at left is actually just the design of the rug.|
|Another action shot. That Bugsy moves around like an electron. You think he's over here, but then, a second later, he's way over there. Zip zip zip. Bing!|
|Bugsy the indifferent. You gotta toss the dang thing against a wall or crush it in your mouth, stuff like that. Just hanging it up on a chair means nothing. Less than nothing.|
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|Bugsy in the kitchen with Mr. Balloon, Mr. Mouse, and his beloved mom.|