A battle of wills with Tasha
 

That reminds me of the first time Tawny (RB) saw a mouse. He was fairly
young at the time, and we'd only had him a couple of months. A mouse ran
across the kitchen floor, so one of us got him and set him down where he
could see it, thinking he would dispatch it for us. He took one look,
turned and ran.

Marion once had a mouse in her flat that had got cats figured out. It
would wait until the cat was doing its thing in the litter box and then
stroll across the room in front of it, almost doing a "nyaah-nyaah-na-
naah-naah" while the cat glared at it in frustration.

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A battle of wills with Tasha
 

"Nik Simpson" wrote in message
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On 12/19/2013 2:06 PM, Christina Websell wrote:
"Nik Simpson" wrote in message
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On 12/17/2013 4:00 PM, Christina Websell wrote:

I allow Boyfie to eat his freshly caught mice in the house.
No reason not to, there's never any mess. OTOH, if he gets a collared
dove,
that's an outside job because of the feathers, he plucks them, eats
them,
and leaves the wings and tail. Even though he brings them back to eat
in
comfort, not in my house..

Tweed


Trouble is she operates a catch-n-release scheme which has led to mice
living in the house ;-)

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Ah, she hasn't been taught the "killing bite" Boyfie was useless at it
at
first, used to catch and release mice and baby rats in the house.

Oh no, she can kill them when she wants to, she just likes to save them
for a rainy day sometimes ;-)

LOL! Check her mouth when she wants in, but you should know by her mowling
noise that she has prey.
Boyfie always kills his prey before it gets to the house now phew but when
he was younger that was not always the case. He used to rush home with what
he'd caught and a few times he released a young rat or mouse alive which
immediately legged it under the freezer.
He doesn't do it now. He does bring his prey back to me but it is deceased.
I would like to program him not to catch birds, but I can't. He's 11 now so
only the birdies who can't take off from the ground in time to get up high
enough to avoid him are likely to to be caught, this is mainly pigeon-type
birds like collared doves. Boyfie can still spring 4 feet into the air
after them and he is often faster than they can take off.

It's not like I want him to do it, but he's a cat and *he* wants to do it.

Tweed

A battle of wills with Tasha
 

"Joy" wrote in message
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"Nik Simpson" wrote in message
...
On 12/19/2013 2:06 PM, Christina Websell wrote:
"Nik Simpson" wrote in message
...
On 12/17/2013 4:00 PM, Christina Websell wrote:

I allow Boyfie to eat his freshly caught mice in the house.
No reason not to, there's never any mess. OTOH, if he gets a collared
dove,
that's an outside job because of the feathers, he plucks them, eats
them,
and leaves the wings and tail. Even though he brings them back to eat
in
comfort, not in my house..

Tweed


Trouble is she operates a catch-n-release scheme which has led to mice
living in the house ;-)

--
Ah, she hasn't been taught the "killing bite" Boyfie was useless at it
at
first, used to catch and release mice and baby rats in the house.

Oh no, she can kill them when she wants to, she just likes to save them
for a rainy day sometimes ;-)

--
Nik Simpson

That's the way Lindy was. She liked to play with her food, and always
brought it inside so it would have a harder time escaping. I used to keep
a "critter box" handy - a shoe box which I used to try to rescue whatever
she brought it. Most of the birds flew away when I released them. Often
the rodents didn't make it.

Joy


Once upon a time, when Boyfie was KFC's apprentice, he used to rush home
with his catch, alive and release it. Now, nothing makes it here alive. He
still brings it back, but it is well deceased. Not so often now, he can't
be bothered, unless it's up for a Darwin award and doesn't get out of his
way when he's strolling through the garden on his way back from his
constitutional walk round his place.
He is not an active hunter now as such but he still catches mice and
collared doves. Collared doves cannot take off from the ground quickly
enough to avoid him. He can still spring into the air after them.
I should take them from him and make a stew or soup. All pigeons make
brilliant soup, and a woodpigeon breast is lovely to eat. Unfortunately
Boyfie thinks woodpigeons are "just too big" for him to catch. Dammit..

Tweed

A battle of wills with Tasha
 

Jack Campin wrote:

That reminds me of the first time Tawny (RB) saw a mouse. He was fairly
young at the time, and we'd only had him a couple of months. A mouse ran
across the kitchen floor, so one of us got him and set him down where he
could see it, thinking he would dispatch it for us. He took one look,
turned and ran.

Marion once had a mouse in her flat that had got cats figured out. It
would wait until the cat was doing its thing in the litter box and then
stroll across the room in front of it, almost doing a "nyaah-nyaah-na-
naah-naah" while the cat glared at it in frustration.

That mouse obviously watched a lot of Tom and Jerry cartoons.

--
Joyce

Loneliness is comforted by the closeness and touch of fur to fur,
skin to skin, or -- skin to fur. -- Paul Gallico