Uncle Wunkle was coming to stay. âMiggle Mouse will have to stay in her cage. Uncle Wunkle doesnât like mice,â said Mrs. Moggle. But that night, Miggle Mouse squeezed out of her cage and into Uncle Wunkleâs room! âThere is a mouse in this house,â said Uncle Wunkle. âI will catch it tomorrow in a snap-snap trap!â Oh, no! Look out, Miggle Mouse!