The cat and the rat were having a face-off. The cat was getting tired of the rat sneaking out at night and stealing the cat's food. Didn't the rat know the cat had great night vision. He did. He also had great night vision and he was faster than the cat.

The cat finally found the rat's hole. He reached in with a paw and felt around. Nothing. The cat knew the rat was in there. The rat sleeps during the day. OK, let's take a look. The cat stuck one eye up against the hole just in time to see the rat pushing a mousetrap toward him. The cat tried to jump back but the trap caught his nose.

The cat went screeching through the house . His owner, or supposed owner. got the trap of him and then threw him out for whining. The rat went to sleep.

That night the cat hid near his food bowl. He was ready to pounce when the rat got to his food. He waited and watched . He waited and watched some more. Then he dozed off. He woke up to find his bowl empty. Empty except for a sliver of cheese. That cuts it! This is insulting the cat. This is total war.

That night he waited until he thought the rat was gone for the night. The cat had knocked over the bottle of hair rinse and lathered himself up. He squeezed through the rat's hole. Now he had him. When that rat got back the cat would be waiting for him. He was.

The problem was that the hair rinse had dried. The cat was so stiff he couldn't move at all. The rat looked and him. The rat squealed a high-pitched laugh. Then the rat climbed onto the cat's back and went to sleep.

The rat felt sorry for the cat. The cat was unable to move. The rat got to where he'd go get the cat's food and hand feed the cat. Pretty soon, the rat started thinking off the cat as his pet.

The rat decided the cat was starting to smell like, well, a filthy rat. The rat started bathing him. He licked the cat clean. He thought the cat smelled decent enough and looked decent enough and could move, and...could move? Oh, no!