It was a warm summer’s day, and they were having fun.
After a lot of chasing around the back garden, he had her cornered up against the fence. They tussled with each other for a while. Finally, they just laid there, exhausted. He rolled over and looked intently into her eyes. She looked away. He sighed.
“Let’s get married,” he whispered.
She squirmed, and said, “We can’t do that.”
He shrugged. “Why not?”
“We just can’t, that’s all,” she replied.
“I don’t see why not. Cat’s often get married.”
“I don’t think so,” she said.
“Ha! That just shows how much you know!”
She shook her head. “No. Not to mice they don’t!”