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Mouse entrails
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I just found a small pile of abandoned mammalian discardings on the hall carpet.
'Minnie' likes to reap the fruits of the back garden now and then, presumably to sate her hunter/killer instincts despite the limitless supply of quality cat food.
Nevertheless, I felt a vague sadness as I carried the miniature parcel of mouse offal with single detached leg to the compost heap.
Does anyone else have any stories of inter-species disharmony to share ?
'Minnie' likes to reap the fruits of the back garden now and then, presumably to sate her hunter/killer instincts despite the limitless supply of quality cat food.
Nevertheless, I felt a vague sadness as I carried the miniature parcel of mouse offal with single detached leg to the compost heap.
Does anyone else have any stories of inter-species disharmony to share ?
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My friend had a 'hunter' called Domino - my friend said that dead gifts are much easier to catch and get rid of than live ones. Be grateful!
My two morons are indoor cats - not an ideal situation but, apart from the odd barfed up furball, I don't get many 'surprises'.
Minnie the cat? Divegirl has just lost Mouse the cat! On AB we have a she cat called Murphy, Eric, Arnie, ASBO, Colin and many other odd/nice cat names.
My two morons are indoor cats - not an ideal situation but, apart from the odd barfed up furball, I don't get many 'surprises'.
Minnie the cat? Divegirl has just lost Mouse the cat! On AB we have a she cat called Murphy, Eric, Arnie, ASBO, Colin and many other odd/nice cat names.
:-) Yes indeed, I've tried to rescue some of Minnie's quarry, the ones that looked like they had a fighting chance of survival at least. She seems to have given up presenting them as gifts/food for 'the family' probably due to the startling shrieks from her keeper.
Cats that are permanently locked inside the artificial confines of a building are a concept I find a bit weird to deal with but each to their own - a few friends of mine have imprisoned cats that seem perfectly happy and I can see the advantages from the POV of the 'screws'.
My cat who died in 2007 was called 'Bea' :-) I still miss her.
Cats that are permanently locked inside the artificial confines of a building are a concept I find a bit weird to deal with but each to their own - a few friends of mine have imprisoned cats that seem perfectly happy and I can see the advantages from the POV of the 'screws'.
My cat who died in 2007 was called 'Bea' :-) I still miss her.
I live in the city centre and when I was adopted by my two they were about 18 months old and had never been outside. They seem happy enough,
Princess Merlin isn't too bright though - the vet described her as a couple of sandwiches short of a picnic. She is frighteningly stupid.
Frankie is cute and food obsessed, he is also asthmatic - he has an inhaler and sometimes has steroid jabs.
They will be 7 on the 29th of this month. Brother and sister who hate each other.
Princess Merlin isn't too bright though - the vet described her as a couple of sandwiches short of a picnic. She is frighteningly stupid.
Frankie is cute and food obsessed, he is also asthmatic - he has an inhaler and sometimes has steroid jabs.
They will be 7 on the 29th of this month. Brother and sister who hate each other.
When we were young we had a half Persian cat called Shaka - he used to leave gifts on the door step. He would only give up the head and spine, I presume that he ate the best bits and just brought us the left overs.
For the first 30+ years of my life a was very much a dog person but for various reasons got a cat when my last dog died. I thought that it would be like living with a small dog.
Dogs don't wake you at silly o'clock because they are bored, refuse to eat some expensive cat food that you know that they like, clean their paws on the towels in the bathroom after visiting the litter tray and they don't bite nor do they, usually, attack the vet (my lady cat is stroppy0.
The last ten years of so have been 'an education'.
For the first 30+ years of my life a was very much a dog person but for various reasons got a cat when my last dog died. I thought that it would be like living with a small dog.
Dogs don't wake you at silly o'clock because they are bored, refuse to eat some expensive cat food that you know that they like, clean their paws on the towels in the bathroom after visiting the litter tray and they don't bite nor do they, usually, attack the vet (my lady cat is stroppy0.
The last ten years of so have been 'an education'.
My mums cat pandy was the hunter, one morning my mum woke up stroking what she thought was Pandy -only to discover said cat had deposited a dead seagull on her pillow next to her guts hanging out. We never worked out how she got it through the cat flap!
My nans cats where terrors, once they put a dead shrew in my wellie, evil little buggers!!
My nans cats where terrors, once they put a dead shrew in my wellie, evil little buggers!!
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