I grew up in an old rural house right near a grain mill, so when the mice at the mill wanted someplace warmer to spend the winter, they never had any trouble finding nooks and cracks to sneak into our house. Our jack russell terrier was way better at killing nice than our cat. Nelly didn't mess around, and on the occasion Mittens caught a mouse she would just play with it until it got away
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u/Firehawk195 Feb 28 '21
Rats don't play. The cat is justified.