One of my fondest memories of my old cat Geraldine was when I say her jump up on the porch of a neighboring house and then disappear from view via an open window...We held our breath!

She soon reappeared carrying a well-cooked hamburger (cooled) and proudly brought it back to us, mewing softly.

No signs of further mice last night, a much more peaceful sleep.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble