Now that the farmer has plowed the 125 acre field behind our home, we have lots of field mice that frolic in the backyard at dusk:
If those mice only knew what lurks in our house, they would scatter like crazy!
All I would have to do is open the back door and release the anti mice:

This is “Izzy”, a young female with razor sharp claws and an apatite for anything that moves!

This is “Smokey”, a male that is curious about anything!

This is “Trouble”, an older male that has “been there done that” and laughs and the younger cats!
Those mice have NO idea how “doomed” they are! {chuckle}
N2O