Smudge brought home a guest
A couple of nights ago I heard Smudge outside the front door, making
all sorts of odd meowing sounds. I opened the door, but didn't see her. So I stepped outside and peered around a small cabinet on the porch, and found her in mid-stalk toward some prey I couldn't see, which was apparently hiding behind a bunch of empty plant pots. I do get plenty of spiders out there, so I wished her good luck and went back inside. About 10 minutes later, I heard her meowing to come in, so I opened the door again, but NOT the screen door. I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to bring any creepy crawlies into the house. So I said, "Look at me, Smudge, let me see your mouth!" She meowed, and dropped the prey that she indeed had in her mouth - a fat little mouse or baby rat, which went scurrying off. Thank god I had the presence of mind not to open the door! She went scurrying off after it, so it was a while before I heard her meowing to be let in again. (Which I didn't do before a thorough check!) Joyce |
Smudge brought home a guest
wrote in message ... A couple of nights ago I heard Smudge outside the front door, making all sorts of odd meowing sounds. I opened the door, but didn't see her. So I stepped outside and peered around a small cabinet on the porch, and found her in mid-stalk toward some prey I couldn't see, which was apparently hiding behind a bunch of empty plant pots. I do get plenty of spiders out there, so I wished her good luck and went back inside. About 10 minutes later, I heard her meowing to come in, so I opened the door again, but NOT the screen door. I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to bring any creepy crawlies into the house. So I said, "Look at me, Smudge, let me see your mouth!" She meowed, and dropped the prey that she indeed had in her mouth - a fat little mouse or baby rat, which went scurrying off. Thank god I had the presence of mind not to open the door! She went scurrying off after it, so it was a while before I heard her meowing to be let in again. (Which I didn't do before a thorough check!) Boyfie sends his congratulations and regards to Smudge, obviously a mighty hunter like himself (unless it's raining..) then the spare bed calls him to guard it. Tweed |
Smudge brought home a guest
Christina Websell wrote:
wrote "Look at me, Smudge, let me see your mouth!" She meowed, and dropped the prey that she indeed had in her mouth - a fat little mouse or baby rat, which went scurrying off. Boyfie sends his congratulations and regards to Smudge, obviously a mighty hunter like himself (unless it's raining..) then the spare bed calls him to guard it. A salute back to Boyfie from Smudge - who, until just a minute ago was curled up in my arms while I played Bubbels. Yes, she is definitely the hunter of my group. Licky has potential, too, but he's never going to be an indoor/outdoor cat, so we'll never know for sure. It's a bit rainy here, too, which is probably why Smudge is in here instead of stalking the wild streets. Joyce |
Smudge brought home a guest
Christina Websell wrote:
wrote in message ... A couple of nights ago I heard Smudge outside the front door, making all sorts of odd meowing sounds. I opened the door, but didn't see her. So I stepped outside and peered around a small cabinet on the porch, and found her in mid-stalk toward some prey I couldn't see, which was apparently hiding behind a bunch of empty plant pots. I do get plenty of spiders out there, so I wished her good luck and went back inside. About 10 minutes later, I heard her meowing to come in, so I opened the door again, but NOT the screen door. I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to bring any creepy crawlies into the house. So I said, "Look at me, Smudge, let me see your mouth!" She meowed, and dropped the prey that she indeed had in her mouth - a fat little mouse or baby rat, which went scurrying off. Thank god I had the presence of mind not to open the door! She went scurrying off after it, so it was a while before I heard her meowing to be let in again. (Which I didn't do before a thorough check!) Boyfie sends his congratulations and regards to Smudge, obviously a mighty hunter like himself (unless it's raining..) then the spare bed calls him to guard it. Tweed Both great anecdotes! Thanks, Joyce and Christina. Best wishes, Polonca and Soncek |
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