Of Mice and Cats

I almost caught a mouse today. I was in the apricot tree. He was there too, eating the apricots. I smelled him. Then I saw him. But he got away.

I usually don't like going near the apricot tree at this time of year because all of the rotting apricots make it smell like the still behind old-man Chips's house. I really wish Colin and Melissa would get off their lazy asses and clean up the rotting fruit.