Bruce Jewett’s conundrum – he is devoted to grandson and cats and I know which came first – and answered his query third-line thusly: because, good sir, you see not a rat-in-training but a flashback to an earlier celluloid time when the smartermaouse led the tall cat about by its easy nose and thus you do cheer most quietly the exploits of your tormentercats but softly with a small shiver of sympathy for one poor city cousin. What a wonderful endline. I must steal one bright or gloomed day.
cats play with a mouse
why do my sympathies shift