Fuck. I worked from 3 to 1:15 in the morning this morning, got home at about 1:35, collapsed into my recliner and twenty minutes later got called back in again.
I just got home, again, and am just flat tired.
That means there won't be a post tomorrow unless I do it now because I am going to be sleeping, hard.
Why a Caturday post?
Because when I walked up to the front door a few minutes ago I found a nice big dead rat sitting right in front of the door.
It wasn't there when I left.
Those two murderous felines have been busy again.
Last night, it was a dead bird they had drug in the house and deposited under my wife's chair in the computer room.
I didn't even get a chance to sit down before I had to go dispose of the little body. She was all grossed out.
Those two cats are something else man.
If it moves, it must die.
So here's a little something to show just how focused the little bastards can get when they are after something.
Go near the end to see it in Slow Mo,
I haven't seen any dead rabbits yet but there is a huge field a block and a half away from here so I imagine it's only a matter of time.
It's like Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom around here 24/7 with those fucking cats.
I can't believe there are that many damn rodents around here.
3 comments:
Our German Shepherd is the same way. Anything moving in her back yard is a target.
My housecat was a Mighty Hunter, used to bring "presents" home frequently.
RIP, Flimsy.
if your cats had the same jaws as sabre tooth lions
they be dragging home small kids and large dogs as dinner
and if hunting in packs, maybe wirecuttter too
Wildflower
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