You know the cat would just rip the head off a catnip mouse anyway. Take out the guesswork here.
The second mouse is smart, and will always get the cheese. It's not always the early bird who gets the worm, so no more Mr. mice guy.
I see these little mice come through my submissions all the time, but for some reason it only seems appropriate. I don't think I've ever had one or seen them in real life, but something about them just screams Christmas for me. Maraschino cherries just aren't on my radar in the warmer months. I bet I could fit about a half dozen of these guys in my mouth at once, who's up for a challenge?