The Incident of the Very Curious Mouse
Curiosity doesn’t always kill the cat. Sometimes it leads to a delightfully enlightened pussy instead.
Quiet as a mouse, I crept down the stairs of that big old house. Maybe I was more curious than I should’ve been, and the sounds they were makin’ made me think they mayhap wanted to be left alone, but I couldn’t help myself. I figured I knew what they were up to and just wanted to see exactly what they were doin’. I’d heard Mamma and Pappy making those kinds of noises before and when they saw me, they yelled at me to git b...
