She may look like a lazy, fat cat sleeping off a big meal, but nothing could be further from the truth.

Margo, you see, is a professional mouser. Her clients hire her and pay a small fee for her to search their house and eliminate rodent problems. She's very good at what she does, and she's always careful to find the nest or root out the entire problem. She doesn't usually have to go back for a repeat visit.

Of course, sometimes you get a difficult job, or more commonly, bad clients. Like the young lady who hired her today, who tried to refuse to pay her bill while spouting some ridiculous nonsense about how Margo's obvious pleasure at eliminating the rodent infestation should be its own reward.

Like, what kind of sense does that make? In what universe does enjoying your work mean you shouldn't be paid for it? I mean, really.

Fortunately, Margo has a system in place to deal with clients who refuse to pay up. And that system usually involves the client meeting the same fate as their infestation. Like the young lady currently stewing in Margo's belly alongside a whole colony of mice. Kick and scream and plead all she wants, Margo isn't going to release her. She's prey now, and when it comes to hunting, Margo is a professional.

So, while her tummy goes to work, Margo smiles and purrs and lounges about, basking in the joy of a job well done.