The Great Escape

This is Izzy, one of our four cats. I saw her come trotting home with this poor mouse in her mouth. She sat on the grass, let the mouse go and then pounced on it, let it go and then pounced again. She was having fun, although obviously the mouse wasn't - I'm sure it was rather distressed. However, this mouse was rather clever - it ran into the woodshed, where I found Izzy and her brother, Kennedy, head down bum up, searching in between the pieces of wood for the mouse. The mouse had won - no doubt traumatised but probably telling all his friends of his great escape!

Hope you all have a great weekend!