Marina wrote:
Now that we're back home, Caliban is back on his diet. It got quite out
of hand on the island; he would scarf his own food, then he would
usually dive for Miranda's while she was still eating. Frequently, he
would manage to snag some pieces of meat, and then he would scmper off
under the bed to eat them where mean Meowmie couldn't snatch them off
him. He would also waltz into the other cats' homes and check out their
food bowls. If there was anything left, it wouldn't be for long, unless
someone spotted him and threw him out. Furthermore - and this part I'm
quite proud of - he would catch voles during the night and actually eat
them all up. In spite of all this extra fudz, I'm happy to say he hasn't
put on a lot of weight, I guess because he gets a lot more exercise on
the island, where he can run and run and run to his heart's content,
with no walls or enclosure netting coming in his way.

What a resourceful hunter he is! I thought he'd just continue to
specialize in going after uncatchable birds unresisting neighborhood
kibble. Did your sister say that the voles must've committed suicide
by throwing themselves in front of Caliban?