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"Sherry " wrote in message ... Some cats take a strong position on birds. One of the neighbours came home to find a seagull on her bedroom bureau - quite alive. Oh, my! What a surprise. That's precisely why DH won't let me install a cat door. He has visions of us cleaning up / catching their victims. I wish we had one. I keep telling him we could lock it when we're away. Sherry It can certainly be a disadvantage letting cats have access in and out 24/7 preywise. I have found half eaten rats, bird wings and I once slipped on a mouse's head brought in overnight.. One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! Tweed |
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On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell"
wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. -- Steve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html |
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On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell"
wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. -- Steve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html |
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On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell"
wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. -- Steve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html |
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In the fine newsgroup "rec.pets.cats.anecdotes",
itty (Sherry ) artfully composed this message within on 18 Aug 2004: Bootsie is being terrorized by a scissortail flycatcher. I really didn't know they were so aggressive! It dive-bombs her everytime she goes outside. She first just acted very nonplussed about the whole situation, and now she acts afraid! She ducks her head and scans the sky as soon as she steps outside. And invariably, here it comes! Yoda said, "Boots, just kill it, eat it, and be done with it." Frank, being the more sensitive of the three, says it's the state bird and a protected species, and she better not. She looks so confused. Birds can be so mean! I hear them often when Shamrock is out in the enclosure, but they can't dive bomb as easily with the mesh in place. Birds can get in there, though. I've seen them in the winter. Bonnie finally got up enough courage and spent a lot of time today outside. I put down a new turf carpet thingie and cut down the weeds so its a little better out there. http://tinyurl.com/4c79o (she's a little hard to see) -- Cheryl |
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In the fine newsgroup "rec.pets.cats.anecdotes",
itty (Sherry ) artfully composed this message within on 18 Aug 2004: Bootsie is being terrorized by a scissortail flycatcher. I really didn't know they were so aggressive! It dive-bombs her everytime she goes outside. She first just acted very nonplussed about the whole situation, and now she acts afraid! She ducks her head and scans the sky as soon as she steps outside. And invariably, here it comes! Yoda said, "Boots, just kill it, eat it, and be done with it." Frank, being the more sensitive of the three, says it's the state bird and a protected species, and she better not. She looks so confused. Birds can be so mean! I hear them often when Shamrock is out in the enclosure, but they can't dive bomb as easily with the mesh in place. Birds can get in there, though. I've seen them in the winter. Bonnie finally got up enough courage and spent a lot of time today outside. I put down a new turf carpet thingie and cut down the weeds so its a little better out there. http://tinyurl.com/4c79o (she's a little hard to see) -- Cheryl |
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"Steve Touchstone" wrote in message ... On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell" wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. I have to admire cats that can find their own living, even though I am very fond of birdwatching and that's why I didn't want any cats and would never have chosen to have one. No choice, though, as they chose me.. When I first noticed BF, he was following Kitty around everywhere, copying everything that she did, like she was his mother. I assumed he lived elsewhere and was just visiting. Whether he left his home because he became attached to Kitty, or was completely lost, I will never know. I've said before that he has an expensive collar on and I was sad that he proved not to be microchipped so I could tell his first family where he was. I think BF is learning to hunt through Kitty's example. I took his first collared dove off him a few weeks ago because he had it in his mouth and didn't know what to do. I tried to medicate and save it but it didn't work. The last one I saw him with, I left him to get on with. with a sad heart. Wings on the kitchen carpet when I came home. I hated the way it blinked at me seeming to say "save me" because I knew it was no good to try. Kitty did not approve today of her lovely pouch of cat food - beef in gravy. Cats do not eat cows, she said. While she was poorly she ate everything I gave her. Now she feels better she wants *real* food that she can catch herself. Another dove bit the dust :-( How can this tiny cat, and at her great age too, do what she does? I really do have to admire the old girl. Tweed |
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"Steve Touchstone" wrote in message ... On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell" wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. I have to admire cats that can find their own living, even though I am very fond of birdwatching and that's why I didn't want any cats and would never have chosen to have one. No choice, though, as they chose me.. When I first noticed BF, he was following Kitty around everywhere, copying everything that she did, like she was his mother. I assumed he lived elsewhere and was just visiting. Whether he left his home because he became attached to Kitty, or was completely lost, I will never know. I've said before that he has an expensive collar on and I was sad that he proved not to be microchipped so I could tell his first family where he was. I think BF is learning to hunt through Kitty's example. I took his first collared dove off him a few weeks ago because he had it in his mouth and didn't know what to do. I tried to medicate and save it but it didn't work. The last one I saw him with, I left him to get on with. with a sad heart. Wings on the kitchen carpet when I came home. I hated the way it blinked at me seeming to say "save me" because I knew it was no good to try. Kitty did not approve today of her lovely pouch of cat food - beef in gravy. Cats do not eat cows, she said. While she was poorly she ate everything I gave her. Now she feels better she wants *real* food that she can catch herself. Another dove bit the dust :-( How can this tiny cat, and at her great age too, do what she does? I really do have to admire the old girl. Tweed |
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"Steve Touchstone" wrote in message ... On Wed, 18 Aug 2004 20:02:21 +0100, "Christina Websell" wrote: snip One evening, Boyfriend (who was just an apprentice at the time) brought in a live mouse and proceeded to play with it in the kitchen. I wanted to take it away from him but he wouldn't let me and kept turning his head away and running off with it under the table. Kitty FC watched from the fireside rug. In the end she got fed up with his ineptitude, strolled over to him, boxed his ears and snatched the mouse from his mouth. CRUNCH. wipes hands That's how it's done, stupid child! LOL That's exactly what happened when Sammy was teaching herself to hunt grasshoppers. Sammy only gets to go out on supervised excursions, but she was getting pretty good at 'hopper hunting. Only problem was she had no idea what to do with them once she caught one. She'd catch them in the flowerbed, and then bring them over to play with on the sidewalk. Well, one day she got one and carried it over close to where Rocky was laying. She commenced to play with it while Rocky watched. Then, it jumped the wrong way - towards Rocky. He reached out and scooped it up and into his mouth, and it was gone ust like that. Like your Kitty FC, Rocky grew up having to hustle for his own food, so is an expert hunter. I have to admire cats that can find their own living, even though I am very fond of birdwatching and that's why I didn't want any cats and would never have chosen to have one. No choice, though, as they chose me.. When I first noticed BF, he was following Kitty around everywhere, copying everything that she did, like she was his mother. I assumed he lived elsewhere and was just visiting. Whether he left his home because he became attached to Kitty, or was completely lost, I will never know. I've said before that he has an expensive collar on and I was sad that he proved not to be microchipped so I could tell his first family where he was. I think BF is learning to hunt through Kitty's example. I took his first collared dove off him a few weeks ago because he had it in his mouth and didn't know what to do. I tried to medicate and save it but it didn't work. The last one I saw him with, I left him to get on with. with a sad heart. Wings on the kitchen carpet when I came home. I hated the way it blinked at me seeming to say "save me" because I knew it was no good to try. Kitty did not approve today of her lovely pouch of cat food - beef in gravy. Cats do not eat cows, she said. While she was poorly she ate everything I gave her. Now she feels better she wants *real* food that she can catch herself. Another dove bit the dust :-( How can this tiny cat, and at her great age too, do what she does? I really do have to admire the old girl. Tweed |
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