**Squeak I am and squeak I'll do. Here's some food, I like that too!** Scampering across the floor, he stops briefly by several different crumbs. There is more food to select from now than he can remember smelling in the recent past. A shadow falls over him, and he realizes suddenly that this is the last moment of his life. Faintly he hears the snapping of bones and the rich smell of his own blood fills his tiny nose. **no--