Poor Thing

He finally slipped up.
This little guy had been a pest for too long. He seemed to be fond of going though the kitchen drawers every night. That would have been OK if he hadn't been leaving little presents for us.
The Fuzz's Sweetie finally figured out that he was enjoying the little doggy treats. They are what the little doggies do their little tricks for each morning.
The Fuzz thinks that this diminutive rodent was hoping to evade the our feline friends by somehow picking up a few canine traits. What ever his intent, it failed, as is evedent from these photos. Above is exhibit A, below exhibit B.

Poor Thing.