'What are you doing?' asked the cat.
'I'm hiding,' said the partially blind mouse.
'What are you hiding from?' inquired the cat.
'Cats' whispered the mouse.
'But I'm a cat,' purred the cat.
'FUCK !' yelped the mouse.
'It's okay,' smiled the cat, 'I'm not very hungry at the moment'
But it was too late - the partially blind mouse, presuming the worst, had thrown himself from the tree and was now lying dead on the pavement below.
Can cats talk to mice?
Posted by: lulu | June 12, 2006 at 08:33 PM
Obviously they can!!
Posted by: Virg | June 12, 2006 at 09:25 PM
so they did not make friends and live happili ever after? fuckin Grimm brothers.
Posted by: mag | June 12, 2006 at 09:57 PM
Poor Mouse....
Like it's not bad enough that he's partially blind...the poor fucker gets splattered all over the pavement.
What a pathetically sad story.
Posted by: Darcy | June 13, 2006 at 01:40 AM
Silly mouse. Silly, silly mouse. I almost turned into a blind mouse once.
Posted by: cosmosgirl | June 13, 2006 at 01:49 AM
Smelly cat...Smelly cat...Smelly, smelly cat..
Posted by: NewYorkangel | June 13, 2006 at 02:14 AM
Moral of the story - hastiness can sometimes be a bigger handicap than being partially blind?
Posted by: BlondebutBright | June 13, 2006 at 02:35 AM
Well, I blame the mouse for not having the sense to use the proper climbing equipment and harnesses. Perhaps if he had, his rash action would have been merely humourous.
Posted by: rachie | June 13, 2006 at 03:03 AM
Irrelevant, perhaps, but I wonder whether you have read 'Veronika decides to die' by Paulo Coelho? I have goose bumps all over me...
Posted by: cosmosgirl | June 13, 2006 at 04:14 AM
No, I have not read 'Veronika decides to die'
What's it about? is it about dying mice? fatalism? ... will go look on amazon.
I buried the mouse this morning ... sigh
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 04:37 AM
You read it and tell me.
Posted by: cosmosgirl | June 13, 2006 at 05:17 AM
It's a cut above his usual output. But there are no mice.
Posted by: Fred | June 13, 2006 at 06:23 AM
I've just read a bit about it on amazon - am I right to presume it's about the only real choice we had - to live or to die?
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 06:43 AM
ive got that book... i can send it you, if you like.
there are no stupid mice in it though. sorry.
Posted by: pink | June 13, 2006 at 07:35 AM
Pink - but what is it about? is it any good?
will send you a [private] email ...
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 07:40 AM
There are worse books in the world than Veronica decides to die, but until you have read all the better ones, I shouldn't bother. It's about a woman who fatally damages herself because she wants to die, then, because she is taking a boringly long time to die, changes her mind. However, it's too late, she doesn't get to choose. But then, she doesn't die after all. It's up to you of course, but .........
Posted by: Hopeless | June 13, 2006 at 10:27 AM
What about this song Andre, "where do I go when I die?" Does this list with song titles still exist? I am compulsive-obsessive today, sorry.
Posted by: mag | June 13, 2006 at 11:35 AM
That's a very sad story, Andre. Did you give the mouse a nice burial with a cigar box and everything?
I do like the stories of you falling "head over heels in love". I just wanted to tell you that.
Posted by: Anias Nin | June 13, 2006 at 12:29 PM
Thank you Anias Nin - and all of my falling head over heels stories are true - I am such a romantic ... sigh.
Mag - I have no idea what song you are talking about? but a few of the songs I've played on my blog can be found here:
http://andre66.castpost.com/
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 01:12 PM
I can only recommend the book as someone who has been mad - and possibly, hopefully, still am.
Posted by: cosmosgirl | June 13, 2006 at 02:22 PM
Cosmosgirl - there is no such thing as mad [or normal] I shall read the book.
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 02:55 PM
I've just caught and released three of my resident mice. One of them had got himself covered in peanut butter (the bait) and turned and glared at me before running off. I imagined the local cats thinking this was an interesting new delicacy in their neighbourhood. I hope he escaped.
Posted by: snowqueen | June 13, 2006 at 04:20 PM
some would say drowning mice in peanut butter is truly evil
Posted by: andre | June 13, 2006 at 04:23 PM
Andre, thanks, none of them. Ah, "where will I go when I die" is repeating motif in this lyric maybe even opening words. Why why why didn't I write down the title? Why does it always happen to me? Shall you come across it again, let me know.
Posted by: Mag | June 13, 2006 at 05:41 PM
Death to all rats and mice.
Posted by: guyana-gyal | June 13, 2006 at 07:09 PM
You could have slipped in an ad for Felix catfood. Made a fortune. Everybody's at it.
Posted by: Peter | June 15, 2006 at 03:46 AM
But peter I don't do promotions - I do Art [and self-deprecation]
Posted by: andre | June 15, 2006 at 04:54 AM
I was just kidding. You do great art.
Posted by: Peter | June 17, 2006 at 04:07 PM
Peter my good man - I know you was
x
Posted by: andre | June 17, 2006 at 04:09 PM