Why we love cats
Dec. 18th, 2003 01:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Being ... well, not actually woken up, but disturbed from attempting to get to sleep at 01:40 this morning by a low growl from our bedroom wardrobe.
The tom, Kosh, had brought a dead pigeon in.
At least I got it off him before the whole place got covered with feathers.
The tom, Kosh, had brought a dead pigeon in.
At least I got it off him before the whole place got covered with feathers.
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Date: 2003-12-18 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-18 05:39 am (UTC)An hour later would have been a different matter, though.
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Date: 2003-12-18 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-18 07:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-18 07:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-18 07:23 am (UTC)One time, he came in with a bird he'd caught off a branch. We could tell this by the leaves still in his mouth.
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Date: 2003-12-18 07:27 am (UTC)Not really sure if generally they don't have luck with their hunting methods and birds or if thye just find other things more fun.
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Date: 2003-12-18 07:51 am (UTC)They're cats, so I'd guess they'd say the second. Or maybe your local avians are a touch too canny to come in reach, but anything catching squirrels is certainly a decent hunter.