I am sitting comfortably at my desk drinking some tea doing some work, surfin’ for a while, enjoying the evening. But right below my desk a fierce and merciless battle of life and death takes place. My cat has caught a tiny mouse. It has brought it inside the office room, is toying with it. After an hour of desperate fighting for survival the mouse expires totally exhausted. What perverse torture. The caught is immensely satified. What to make of it?