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Mischief wrote:
Awwwww, what a cutie! Thank goodness you rescued it. but what did Dot think when you ROBBED her of her prey and then LET IT GO???!!! She's generally been very tolerant about that. She purrs and rubs up against me when I take her "toy" away. She seems to either think that I'm the senior lion of the pride who gets first dibs on prey, or that I'm a dumb kitten she's teaching how to hunt. |
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"Christina Websell" wrote:
She was probably relieved not to have to go for the killing bite as grey squirrels have a big bite if they are threatened. Sensible girl! Although Boyfriend shows off about his ratting prowess he only gets the baby ones secret that are not that much bigger than mice. *Because* the big rats have teeth like chisels and he is not daft. I've seen him outside watch a very big rat go past, he saw it for sure and just washed himself like "I did not see that one.." KFC used to do that too and as he was her apprentice maybe she taught him the size of rat that was sensible to attack. She was a very small cat, so maybe he could do a bit bigger one ;-) Tweed Boyfriend is so funny. I think Buster must be similar - he wouldn't go near where the squirrel commotion was happening. |
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"Takayuki" wrote in message ... "Christina Websell" wrote: She was probably relieved not to have to go for the killing bite as grey squirrels have a big bite if they are threatened. Sensible girl! Although Boyfriend shows off about his ratting prowess he only gets the baby ones secret that are not that much bigger than mice. *Because* the big rats have teeth like chisels and he is not daft. I've seen him outside watch a very big rat go past, he saw it for sure and just washed himself like "I did not see that one.." KFC used to do that too and as he was her apprentice maybe she taught him the size of rat that was sensible to attack. She was a very small cat, so maybe he could do a bit bigger one ;-) Tweed Boyfriend is so funny. I think Buster must be similar - he wouldn't go near where the squirrel commotion was happening. Don't blame him! Boyfie must have been reading these posts like "what? me? not a rat hunter?" He's brought me 3 today, 2 within 10 minutes. Ok, they were very small, only about twice as big as mice, but you can always tell a baby rat from a mouse as they have thicker tails and legs and their heads are larger. I always praise him for it as a little one is not allowed to grow into a big one. He was so anxious to rush home with the first one that he still had ivy leaves in his mouth that he must have plucked when he grabbed it so I got it presented with a garnish ;-) Tweed |
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Christina Websell wrote:
He's brought me 3 today, 2 within 10 minutes. Ok, they were very small, only about twice as big as mice, but you can always tell a baby rat from a mouse as they have thicker tails and legs and their heads are larger. I always praise him for it as a little one is not allowed to grow into a big one. He was so anxious to rush home with the first one that he still had ivy leaves in his mouth that he must have plucked when he grabbed it so I got it presented with a garnish ;-) Haha! You've embarrassed him, and now he has to make sure that you, as well as all of us, are aware that he *does* kill rats, and he was merely washing himself yesterday because his fur needed a wash. Joyce -- It is better to give than to lend, and it costs about the same. -- Unknown |
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On 22.5.2011 0:05, Christina Websell wrote:
He was so anxious to rush home with the first one that he still had ivy leaves in his mouth that he must have plucked when he grabbed it so I got it presented with a garnish ;-) That reminds me of way back when Nikki was trying to teach Frank to hunt (she finally succeeded, after about ten years). She would bring him voles, dead or alive, and drop them in front of him and sit back and purr. Frank usually just ignored her gift or briefly sniffed at it, then walked away. Once, she had grabbed a mouthful of grass with the vole, which she dropped down in front of him along with the vole. Frank gave his usual perfunctory sniff, then did a double-take, came back, and started to eat the grass. -- Marina |
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wrote in message ... Christina Websell wrote: He's brought me 3 today, 2 within 10 minutes. Ok, they were very small, only about twice as big as mice, but you can always tell a baby rat from a mouse as they have thicker tails and legs and their heads are larger. I always praise him for it as a little one is not allowed to grow into a big one. He was so anxious to rush home with the first one that he still had ivy leaves in his mouth that he must have plucked when he grabbed it so I got it presented with a garnish ;-) Haha! You've embarrassed him, and now he has to make sure that you, as well as all of us, are aware that he *does* kill rats, and he was merely washing himself yesterday because his fur needed a wash. He was certainly embarrassed by reading the posts and had to prove himself. I don't want him to try the big ones. They are a challenge for the terriers, wasn't so long ago I was dabbing antiseptic on a terriers nose when she was bleeding from a big rat hanging on. By getting them small he is able to satisfy his instinct to hunt - those who get away and grow big, he is sensible enough to say "No way, Jose" and then we invite the terriers. I have to keep him in overnight if they are coming otherwise they would kill him also and everything alive in their path. Tweed , |
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"Marina" wrote in message ... On 22.5.2011 0:05, Christina Websell wrote: He was so anxious to rush home with the first one that he still had ivy leaves in his mouth that he must have plucked when he grabbed it so I got it presented with a garnish ;-) That reminds me of way back when Nikki was trying to teach Frank to hunt (she finally succeeded, after about ten years). She would bring him voles, dead or alive, and drop them in front of him and sit back and purr. Frank usually just ignored her gift or briefly sniffed at it, then walked away. Once, she had grabbed a mouthful of grass with the vole, which she dropped down in front of him along with the vole. Frank gave his usual perfunctory sniff, then did a double-take, came back, and started to eat the grass. That is so not grateful! Tweed |
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