ctack2, you may be sooo right. When my youngest brotherwas only 5 yrs old he had a yellow tomcat named Paul who slept, ate and played with him. Randy got terribly ill and was hospitalized for 2 weeks . His cheif complaint was "missing Paul". In an effort to placate a sick child my mom told Randy "cat adventure stories " starring Paul.One of the favorite stories told about a "big, huge, enormous rat " Paul would bring Randy as a welcome home present. Sure enough when my Dad carried my scrawny little brother from the car toward the front porch Paul showed up with a rat so big he had to carry his head high and a little to the side, otherwise Paul would have tripped over the rat! Randy was thrilled and I swear Paul smiled at randy!!