"In my student days at Oxford, I had the misfortune to own a cat.' Or perhaps I should say, it owned me. This cat, whom I named Dupin, was a large black fellow of uncertain parentage.' Like most cats, he was lazy by nature and rather irascible by temperament, but he was undeniably a skilled mouser, and his technique was quite fascinating to observe."
"No doubt," I muttered, earning a sharp look of rebuke from Holmes for my trouble.
"As I was saying," he continued, "Dupin exhibited a distinctive method of hunting. Once he caught the scent of a mouse or some other rodent, he would become a model
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