Week 13 Reading Notes: Mouse and Mouser

A mouse decides to visit a cat while she is spinning yarn. He asks her what she is doing and she tells him she is spilling old breeches. They continue to talk about how the mouse cleaned his room, found some silver, went to the market, bought food, and ate it. The cat seemed irritated the entire time and in the end she killed and ate the mouse.
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