A Tiny Mouseunderstanding....

Genghis wasn't much given to introspection but sometimes, he felt that he was unappreciated.

Here he was, dumped into Marta's bedroom....by the scruff the neck, as though he were a naughty kitten, if you please ...just for presenting the Marisa woman with a live mouse. It was her own fault! She'd been banging on about much she 'loved all God's little creatures' but then, when gifted a tiny one to take home, she wasn't remotely grateful. Instead, she'd jumped on the sofa, screaming RAT! RAT! RAT! at full volume, and demanding the fire brigade be summoned....

Suddenly the bedroom door opened and Dora appeared.
"Naughty Genghis," she said, tickling him behind his ears. "You know perfectly well that nobody wants a traumatised mouse shitting in their slingbacks."

Then she smiled, planted a kiss on his head and gave him some of his favourite biscuits from her pocket.

Humans were very odd, thought Genghis, deciding to sleep under the bed until they'd all left. If she made so much fuss about a mini rodent near her shoes, then God knows what she'll say when she discovers the frog in her handbag....