Cartoon Cat Mouse Novels & Stories

" Dig in. I have to feed Moon!" " Whwo ish Mwoon!?" " Don't talk with food in your mouth!" " Sorry!" He gulped hurriedly and asked again " Who is moon?" " Wanna see?" Smirking, she Carried Moon, the sleeping cat which yawned softly in her embrace. " Ta-da! Isn't she adorable?" Richard pouted unintentionally when he looked at the kitten. " I wish I was a Cat too! Hump!" " Ahah! Are you jealous that I pet her not you?" She grinned, patting his head.

“I heard the screams in our dungeons and went to investigate. He was just strung up there in chains while Andres hit him over and over again and with such violence. I have never seen such brutality adequately expressed and you know that painting about the cat and the mouse?” I nodded, waiting for her to continue “We have always thought that the cat represented father and the mouse, definitely mother and us. If we are putting this on a scale between papa and Andres; he is the mouse while Andres is not even the cat… he is most definitely, a tiger” my sister summarized. My heart slammed furiously in my chest at the conclusion of her summary and while she was right, I did not want to imagine wha

I watched, intrigued, as it darted back and forth in front of me, its tiny body a blur of motion. "Are you trying to tell me something?" I asked, leaning forward in anticipation. "Is there something else you want to say?" The mouse nodded eagerly, its whiskers twitching with excitement. With a sense of determination, it scampered over to a nearby patch of grass, where it began to perform a series of... dances? Exercise? No, pantomimes! At first, I struggled to make sense of its movements, but as I watched more closely, a pattern began to emerge. It seemed as though the mouse was trying to convey a message – a message of urgency and importance.