March 12th, 2006
|11:23 am - exciting active update from the hall of entropy|
Mr. The Cat is currently playing Ah Kih Yew with an unfortunate mouse who happened to be wandering either near the stove downstairs or upstairs by the bag of cat food.
He just ate it.
Abbie ate the mouse.
He ate the whole thing. I think he took three bites.
No chewin, no tenderizin. Down it went.
Now he's just sitting around digesting.
What an exciting morning! And you got to be a part of it!
I think I'll go back to bed.
Now there's a cat who is worth having around.
|Date:||March 12th, 2006 04:46 pm (UTC)|| |
hopefully he doesn't yarf it back up later. few things are more disgusting than half-digested, covered-in-vomit rodents.
Welp, time for breakfast!
Well, if he does, I'll hear it. AND THEN I'LL WRITE ABOUT IT ON THE INTERNET!
that wasn't anonymous, that was me. i failed to sign-in.
|Date:||March 12th, 2006 05:49 pm (UTC)|| |
Can I borrow him next time there's something scurrying around in my walls?
Huh. I have heard of cats actually eating the things that they hunt, I've just never experienced it firsthand.
According to cat experts, this will make him a healthier shinier, cat.
Since cat's don't eat vegetables, eating small prey whole is their equivalent of a bowlful of bran.
Why am I telling you this? Do the words "box full of shit" ring a bell? *evil laughter*
Well, considering it's that or mix him a glass of Metamucil every day to keep him regular...
Actually, it's more like squirting a syringeful of goop into the cat's mouth twice a day.
I speak from personal experience. When Nestor gets too constipated, he gets peeved about it, and there are Consequences.
Abbie loves medication. He loves it so much, he'll do anything to get away from it.
(So keep eatin those mice, cat.)
As long as he doesn't contract toxoplasmosis along with it :/
The evil part is that the cats are immune to toxoplasmosis - it's the people handling the poop who are the weak link!
Yes, true. I didn't want to get into all the gory details. Also, I hope that mouse didn't eat any poison before the cat ate him.
|Date:||March 12th, 2006 07:51 pm (UTC)|| |
Wow, fresh meat on a Sunday!
I've watched my cat eat some sort of mole.
At least you weren't unlucky enough to hear a splintering *crunch* when he bit into the head.
You write about the darndest things on teh Interweb.
That was his way of doing brunch. :-)
I'm not sure if eating them is more disturbing than hiding them in your sheets while you sleep, though.