Ohhhhhh. The stories begin. I've now been in service to a gato for about 10 days.

You might ask yourself why an ordinarily competent human would do such a thing? Fair question. Because I have mice.

The demented ass hats ate a HOLE IN MY BROOM. So I headed to the local shelter and got this evilness. Yes, I tried every trap known to man and even poison. I also convinced my dog not to eat the cat.

He has caught one mouse. More than my hundred dollars worth of traps. If he's got a lick of sense about him he'll make sure there is always a couple of mice around here, sort of like job security.

God save us both.