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I thought Boyfie was iill
He came in from the garden at lunchtime and soon went up to bed. He didn't
get up for his important 3.45 teatime. All became clear when I opened the kitchen door later and saw part of a collared dove wing on the doormat. He'd eaten the whole bird, beak, feet, feathers and all! So no more food for him today. He's had enough to keep him going until tomorrow's breakfast ;-) Tweed |
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"Christina Websell" wrote in message
... He came in from the garden at lunchtime and soon went up to bed. He didn't get up for his important 3.45 teatime. All became clear when I opened the kitchen door later and saw part of a collared dove wing on the doormat. He'd eaten the whole bird, beak, feet, feathers and all! So no more food for him today. He's had enough to keep him going until tomorrow's breakfast ;-) Tweed When I had indoor-outdoor cats, Lindy was quite the hunter. She'd always bring her catch inside, sometimes while it was still alive. I used to keep a "critter box" - an old shoebox - that I used to rescue them, or remove carcasses. When I found dead critters, the larger rodents - small rats or gophers - were dead, but there were no indications of any eating. The mice were eviscerated, which left quite a mess. With birds, all I found was a few feathers, and occasionally a wing. Joy |
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On 9/18/2013 6:02 PM, Joy wrote:
"Christina Websell" wrote in message ... He came in from the garden at lunchtime and soon went up to bed. He didn't get up for his important 3.45 teatime. All became clear when I opened the kitchen door later and saw part of a collared dove wing on the doormat. He'd eaten the whole bird, beak, feet, feathers and all! So no more food for him today. He's had enough to keep him going until tomorrow's breakfast ;-) Tweed When I had indoor-outdoor cats, Lindy was quite the hunter. She'd always bring her catch inside, sometimes while it was still alive. I used to keep a "critter box" - an old shoebox - that I used to rescue them, or remove carcasses. When I found dead critters, the larger rodents - small rats or gophers - were dead, but there were no indications of any eating. The mice were eviscerated, which left quite a mess. With birds, all I found was a few feathers, and occasionally a wing. My first cat always used to bring her catches into the house, many times I would come home from work and it would look like she'd carried out a controlled detonation of Blue Jay in the living room, just feathers everywhere. -- Nik Simpson |
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"Judith Latham" wrote in message ... In article , Christina Websell wrote: He came in from the garden at lunchtime and soon went up to bed. He didn't get up for his important 3.45 teatime. All became clear when I opened the kitchen door later and saw part of a collared dove wing on the doormat. He'd eaten the whole bird, beak, feet, feathers and all! So no more food for him today. He's had enough to keep him going until tomorrow's breakfast ;-) Tweed Sadly I find a half wing or a mound of feathers on the lawn if Sootie's had a bird. If it's a mouse, just a little bit of innards, I don't know which bit and think I'd rather not know. Judith It's the gall bladder which is bitter for them to eat, although Boyfie rarely leaves it if he gets a mousie. |
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I thought Boyfie was iill
"Joy" wrote in message ... "Christina Websell" wrote in message ... He came in from the garden at lunchtime and soon went up to bed. He didn't get up for his important 3.45 teatime. All became clear when I opened the kitchen door later and saw part of a collared dove wing on the doormat. He'd eaten the whole bird, beak, feet, feathers and all! So no more food for him today. He's had enough to keep him going until tomorrow's breakfast ;-) Tweed When I had indoor-outdoor cats, Lindy was quite the hunter. She'd always bring her catch inside, sometimes while it was still alive. I used to keep a "critter box" - an old shoebox - that I used to rescue them, or remove carcasses. When Boyfie was young, he would often bring his catch inside alive, leading to exciting chases to get young rats out from under the washing machine or fridge. Kitty FC eventually taught him the killing bite which is usually taught to young cats by their mothers. I'm not keen about him catching birds and he rarely does it now. He normally can't be bothered. But collared doves can't take off quickly from the ground and so he can't resist one if he has the chance. He is, after all, a cat, born to be a hunter of birds and rodents and he eats them (although I do take the young rats away from him if I can in case of poison) He usually brings his prey straight back to me, but I was not available to accept his gift of the collared dove at the time so he ate it himself. Tweed |
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Nik Simpson wrote: My first cat always used to bring her catches into the house, many times I would come home from work and it would look like she'd carried out a controlled detonation of Blue Jay in the living room, just feathers everywhere. -- Nik Simpson I was awakened from a sound sleep one VERY early morning, with a "squawk!" as a cat jumped on the bed, live bird in mouth. There then ensued a wild chase throughout the house with a broomstick, bird fluttering about the ceiling in panic, roosting on the blades of the ceiling fan, refusing to be shooed out the open door. (If they MUST bring prey home, I'd much prefer they kill it first - the "gift" is easier to appreciate, that way.) |
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Christina Websell wrote:
He usually brings his prey straight back to me, but I was not available to accept his gift of the collared dove at the time so he ate it himself. He's a practical boy. -- "...she tells with a little bit of humor the story of the song and the Jews as they move from the Shtetls of Eastern Europe to Western Europe to America, to the suburbs, and to the Internet. As one interviewee says, "It's been a long, strange journey from Ukraine to YouTube." -- "Hava Nagila": The Movie |
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On Thursday, September 19, 2013 5:04:50 PM UTC-4, EvelynVogtGamble(Divamanque) wrote:
I was awakened from a sound sleep one VERY early morning, with a "squawk!" as a cat jumped on the bed, live bird in mouth. There then ensued a wild chase throughout the house with a broomstick, bird fluttering about the ceiling in panic, roosting on the blades of the ceiling fan, refusing to be shooed out the open door. (If they MUST bring prey home, I'd much prefer they kill it first - the "gift" is easier to appreciate, that way.) I have a 'cat' book at home somewhere that explains it. Apparently cats see us as their children, and therefore they bring us live critters, to teach us how to hunt. Unfortunately, we are especially stupid about it, and never learn, so finally our cats just take it upon themselves to feed us for the rest of our natural lives. So....to our cats, we are really stupid children. LOL Jane - owned and operated by the Princess Rita |
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On 9/19/2013 4:04 PM, EvelynVogtGamble(Divamanque) wrote:
I was awakened from a sound sleep one VERY early morning, with a "squawk!" as a cat jumped on the bed, live bird in mouth. There then ensued a wild chase throughout the house with a broomstick, bird fluttering about the ceiling in panic, roosting on the blades of the ceiling fan, refusing to be shooed out the open door. (If they MUST bring prey home, I'd much prefer they kill it first - the "gift" is easier to appreciate, that way.) I've chased recalcitrant birds, mice, rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, rats, and lizards at all hours of the day and night ;-) -- Nik Simpson |
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On Fri, 20 Sep 2013 03:01:36 +0000 (UTC), Bastette
wrote: Christina Websell wrote: He usually brings his prey straight back to me, but I was not available to accept his gift of the collared dove at the time so he ate it himself. He's a practical boy. Wouldn't want it to go bad. |
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