Miggins, I could make out him saying, after his carer came to get me. " did you put a dead mouse in my bed. Incredulously I stared at him and laughed, why on earth would I do that I say. The poor carer was quite disturbed, she was giving Robert a wash and as she turned him over she found a dead mouse. 

I have to add that in the night I had heard Fred, our cat, caterwauling as she was apt to do on occasion when she did catch some poor creature, I got up to see what she was up to, but found nothing, I went back to bed and thought no more of it until I was summoned. It all fell into place then, Fred had obviously thought daddy needed cheering up and had very thoughtfully left him a gift, much to the poor carers disgust. 

It still makes me smile when I think of that day, but I still can't believe that Robert would actually think I would put a dead mouse in his bed. (the godfather on a much smaller scale)