November 1, 2017

Each person was responsible for a mouse in a game of cat and mouse. Our goal was to deliver the mouse in our hands to the mouse hole without the cat catching it. I was the last one left and across the room from the hole. I slowly walked towards it and lowered my hand as the cat watched intently. I mouse bit down so hard in fear that I nearly crushed it on instinct but instead stood straight up. I thought I was close enough to the goal for it escape the cat but I guess it didn’t seem that way for the mouse.

I turned around to shoo the cat out of the room and locked the door when it finally went out. “We did it!” I thought and lowered the mouse onto the floor as it frantically ran towards the wall.