As Mitch's bovine form lumbered after the amulet, a big mouse dodged the falling the hooves and falling furniture. It had snuck out to drink some of Mitch's spilled milk, and was now racing between the cow and its mouse hole behind the stove toward which the amulet was rolling.
First the amulet and then the mouse disappeared into the tiny hole in the wall. The charging cow crashed into the stove breaking the wallboard behind the stove with its impact.
Mitch was infuriated. How was he going to get the amulet?
On the floor, a groggy Paco slowly regained consciousness. His hand felt wet blood where it touched his throbbing temple. He had hit his head in Mitch's initial attack. In his mind he was planning a barbecue, when the rear end of the cow he was staring at suddenly shrank into a black and white mouse.
Delighted with his new size, Mitch charged toward the hole. Paco leaped missing him. Paco pulled the stove out from the wall, and started groping with his hand into the mouse hole where Mitch and the amulet had disappeared. Mitch found he could smell and see quite well in the dark hole. He found the amulet wedged in a dark corner with the male rodent sitting on it. Mitch realized too late that he was a female mouse in heat. Little rodents have wishes too. Instinct took over and the male soon had mounted Mitch. In the distance, he could hear the plaster being broken up and falling away as Paco tore into the wall after him and the amulet.