Ever wonder what a mouse might see just before . . . ?  I think I discovered that while playing Midnight recently.  It might go like this:

“Oops!  There’s a predator!  I wonder if he’s only feigning feline indifference.  Or is he eying that fly on the ceiling?  I hope he’d distracted and not merely acting.”

“Drat!  Looks like he’s turned on his search radar.  Still . . . hope remains that he won’t see me.”

“Well, forget that.  This looks like the end.  It was nice knowing you.”

Fortunately, I’m not a small furry rodent and was able to escape from the monster.  We had a lot of fun playing that afternoon.

I took these shots while laying on the floor.  Midnight was atop the back of a swivel rocker we have in the living room.