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Spot on…. about 6 months before he died this year at 19, my poor sweetie caught a mouse and then walked around with it in his mouth crying because he couldn’t kill it, but he didn’t want it to get away.
so, every morning i right a haiku fro my FB status,
wish i were a cat
nothing to do but eat, sleep,
and purrrrrr, oh the life!
this is today, thought it was fitting. (i don’t think i would be donw for the mousing part of cat life)
LOL…I once had a lizard and gecko infestation in my house (typical in Miami). Now I have a cat.
One one of my cats(out of three) actually hunts, we think it has tot do with her past as a barn cat.
One used to bring in living mice so he could play with them and then get bored.