Predator cats
Have you ever been fooled by your cats? You think they are sweet little boys or girls. Mewing, purring, kneading just like the baby kitties they once were. Then, one day, kabang!!! they turn in to vicious predators.
That is just what happened to me tonight. My two boys, Skitty and BisBis were no where to be found. I opened the garage, they did not come running in as usual. I opened the basement door, same results. Where had they got to? I finally opened the garage door again and in ran Skitty like a blue streak. BisBis, the tubby one, did not rush in so I left him in the garage. Suddenly, I heard growling. This is something weird, I thought to myself. It is usually BisBis who growls when he has stolen a yummy piece of food(he is a food thief…he will steal a potato peel out of the trash thinking he has a prize). I have never ever heard Skitty growl. I wasn’t even sure it was him. Maybe some sort of wild animal got in or a Halloween monster. Who knows. Finally I let BisBis in from the garage to make sure it wasn’t really him and tried to track down Skitty. Yuck! when I found him. He was carrying a dead vole. Well, I could not let him have it while I went to bed. I would wake up with a dead vole on my pillow (they love to give you gifts of their prey. That is, if they do not eat it.) Worse yet, I might wake up with vole guts and blood all over my off white carpets. Double yuck.
After much chasing under the table, behind the sofa, under the table again, behind the chair, behind the lamp and around the sofa again, Skitty finally deposited his treasure by his food dish. (Perhaps to have a little midnight snack?) Ah ha! I seized my opportunity, seized Skitty and grabbed my super duper huge kitchen tweezers, picked up the corpse and tossed it into the backyard.
I hope I have not scarred my proud hunter for life.
At any rate, my carpets are safe and my garage is pest free until the next hunting expedition.
Posted: October 26th, 2008 under cats, whatnot.