Purr-fect Princess Frankie found the inner Tiger in her last night and popped through the cat flap....our bedroom window with a teeny baby mouse.

She made a very low growl quite unlike anything I've heard from her before. I chased her downstairs where she flatly refused to go back outside through the French Windows.

I left her to it and went to get a drink from the kitchen thus waking Billy the Kit. He then didn't want to be left inside and started to yowl horribly as only a male cat does !

By then Frankie was in the office with the squeaking mite and I didn't want to pick them up so I sprayed her with fragrant room spray ( only the best ! )

She finally went out & I legged it upstairs to pull the window too !

About an hour later Frankie - all demure and lady like tried to get back in so I let her and all went quiet at last.

I never sleep well which is no wonder ...the blog should really be called The Mad House !