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Dot's unlucky playmate
Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals
coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. |
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"Takayuki" wrote in message
... Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. What a cutie! I'm glad you were able to rescue her. Joy |
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"Takayuki" wrote in message ... Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. I have very much missed you posting recently. You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! Tweed |
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Christina Websell wrote: "Takayuki" wrote in message ... Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. I have very much missed you posting recently. You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! Tweed I frequently leave my front door open (with the screendoor locked, of course). It's true there is a gap between the screen and the doorjamb plenty large enough to admit mice, but it would take an exceptionally suicidal rodent to creep in under the noses of two active and alert cats! |
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"Christina Websell" wrote:
I have very much missed you posting recently. You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! I'm still not even sure how she managed to get inside. Their curiosity is as great as that of the kitties, and they're always getting into mischief. I'm just glad that I was home when they had the encounter, because the odds are pretty bad for a squirrel when the only trees it has to climb are cat trees. |
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Takayuki wrote:
Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. What a great post. I'm glad you rescued the little squirrel from the den of death and despair. I love the image of her skipping away back to freedom. And what a sweet picture. Joyce -- The problem with cats is that they get the exact same look on their face whether they see a moth or an axe-murderer. -- Paula Poundstone |
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On May 16, 7:25*pm, Takayuki wrote:
"Christina Websell" wrote: I have very much missed you posting recently. *You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! I'm still not even sure how she managed to get inside. Their curiosity is as great as that of the kitties, and they're always getting into mischief. I'm just glad that I was home when they had the encounter, because the odds are pretty bad for a squirrel when the only trees it has to climb are cat trees. 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???!!! Kristi |
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On May 19, 4:28*pm, Mischief wrote:
On May 16, 7:25*pm, Takayuki wrote: "Christina Websell" wrote: I have very much missed you posting recently. *You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! I'm still not even sure how she managed to get inside. Their curiosity is as great as that of the kitties, and they're always getting into mischief. I'm just glad that I was home when they had the encounter, because the odds are pretty bad for a squirrel when the only trees it has to climb are cat trees. 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???!!! Kristi Maybe Dot has a whole new respect for Tak. Now she sees him as a Great Hunter -- even better than her. :-) Sherry |
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On May 15, 12:24*am, Takayuki wrote:
Today, I heard a big commotion and a series of loud distressed squeals coming from the kitchen. I thought that maybe a large bird had gotten trapped in the range hood duct or something. I knew it wasn't another cat, because the resident guard-cat, Buster, was cowering. What I saw was Dot determinedly chasing something with a gray fluffytale! I grabbed a towel and joined the chase, and what I caught made my heart melt: http://home.comcast.net/~Takayuki9z/squirrel.jpg It was an overcurious yearling girl-squirrel that somehow managed to find its way inside the house! I shut myself in a shower stall with it, away from the cats, and checked it over. She remained docile and put up almost no resistance, but she looked all right, and unwounded. Dot has a very accurate kill-bite when it comes to mice and toys, but she fortunately seemed to have been confounded in this case by the agility, large size, and distracting bushy tail of this quarry. When I was holding her inside, she seemed to have almost given up and resigned herself to whatever fate or afterlife awaited captured prey-squirrels. She knew now that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life, and had entered a formidable den of death and despair. When I carried her outside, the familiar sights and smells made her immediately perk up and stir. I let her go, and watched her bound a hundred feet away into the copse, barely touching the ground, like a stone skipping on water. I hoped that I'd see her again, or perhaps next year, a whole litter of her too-curious descendants. So cute! (and so lucky). I hope she learned something! Sherry |
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"Mischief" wrote in message ... On May 16, 7:25 pm, Takayuki wrote: "Christina Websell" wrote: I have very much missed you posting recently. You are so gentle and insightful (is that a word?) That squirrel nearly got the Darwin award. We do have grey squirrels here in UK, but I have never heard of one being so stupid as to enter a house - especially when there are cats in there! I'm still not even sure how she managed to get inside. Their curiosity is as great as that of the kitties, and they're always getting into mischief. I'm just glad that I was home when they had the encounter, because the odds are pretty bad for a squirrel when the only trees it has to climb are cat trees. 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 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 |
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