But, she said, "we're making the mice stand in for humans."

The young mouse stood tapping his tail in exasperation.

The young mouse stood in the gloom of the barn, knowing he was being watched.

He said: "The little mouse didn't stand a chance.

Two fat, gray mice were standing on the countertop, staring back at them.

A fine plump mouse stood framed against the starstrewn night.

When they reached him, the young mouse stood staring open-mouthed at the scene below.

A mouse was standing over him, another crouched nearby.

Some of them were much bigger - the mice, for instance, stood on their hind legs and were over two feet high.

She grabbed the ball and came marching over to where the three mice stood.