First, some background. One of my cats has some toy mice, which she loves to fling in the air and a few feet across the room. Inevitably, she ends up letting one “get away” under a piece of furniture where she can’t reach it; three of the six are currently AWOL that way, not even under their usual pieces of furniture.
In the dream, I found a small pile of mouse turds. Opening the cabinet door under the sink, I found three mice (maybe these are the missing toys?), which started to squeak and scramble away. I swept two of them out onto the floor, but the third got away.
The cat scrambled in and caught one by the tail, and flung it in the air and across the room. But not the little flings she does in real life; here, the mouse sailed a good 8 or 10 feet and smacked hard into the wall about 5 feet up, then dropped to the floor, dazed. She picked it up and flung it again, with similar effect. It then did a drunken (concussed!) scramble for a hole under another cabinet and got away.