Today Daddy was going for a ride, and I of course wanted to go with him. As I pushed my way out the door one of my cats was coming into the yard with a mole. The rule is, you bring it into the yard, it's mine. (Two days ago I was treated to a mole and a baby rat, thanks cats.) Daddy wouldn't let me go after it though, as we needed to get into the car. I was devastated. I worried about my mole for the entire ride. When I got home I scoured the yard for the darn thing to no avail. Damn cat.