People who have near death experiences all talk about a peaceful, euphoric , bright light enveloping them. From the moment we are conceived, we are moving towards that light. This is my heels diggin' in, I don't wanna' go, reluctant journey, into the light. Stephen

Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Little Bitch / It Must be Spring

WARNING!!  Graphic carnivore pics ahead. 

This is the best cat we have ever had. But, she is a KILLA!  Stone cold.

She's proud too. She brings it all home to show off.  Right outside the back door.  Like all good hunters, she eats what she kills.  Mostly.

  But hey, who does eat feathers?


Marla said...

Be proud. Cricket is pretty much good for nothing... She was the runt though. Her mother abandoned her and she only survived because Jamey found her and my mom nursed her back to health. I'm pretty sure she thinks the food grows in her bowl. Lol.

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SCOTTtheBADGER said...

Lazarus, my Norwegian Forest Cat, used to bring me bunnies, as gifts.

Jane said...

We used to live by a large field which must have been overrun with mice. The cat we had then would bring us horrendously LARGE mice. He would drop them by the FRONT door. It was better than a doorbell - if I heard screams I knew company was at the door!

virgil xenophon said...

LOL! Haven't owned cats since a young child when we lived in faculty housing that was semi-renovated WWII tar-paper barracks on the edge of campus out in the fields. (Apt 30A--still remember after all these yrs) Our cats had PLENTY of little varmits to chase. Funny how their "displays" of their kills remind one of a savage past normally overlooked when one pets "Tabby."