Nope. I get back and the two cats are staring behind the immense wardrobe that I cannot move. I give up and go to bed.
Five times in the night I am awakened by cat-chasing-mouse scamperings. Five times I fail to catch the mouse. Five times I glare at the cats.
Today I was sitting peacefully in my dining room and lo! the mouse wanders past me, past two dogs, and past one cat, crawls under the recliner chair and disappears into its innards.
I need new high-efficiency cats.