While the Cat's Away

        When the Nelson family moved out, the mice family moved in. Mamma and Papa were soon joined by a brood of six pinkies. Born furless, and blind, they lay in a nest of dryer lint and drank their Mamma’s milk.

        Four weeks later, they were out of the nest, nibbling cracker crumbs in the far corner of the kitchen. They had the run of the house—until the cat returned. Cleo had squeezed through a torn screen.

        Papa Mouse squeaked the alarm. “The cat’s back! Quick, hide behind the sofa!”

        Mamma, Papa, and the little mice scurried to safety. 

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