...she licked her paw.
- this gorgeous creature is my houseguest right now. i don't think she'll last here since 1) her owner wants her to settle in a house w/kids; 2) the jury's out on how she'll get along w/my doggy boys; & 3) we have coyotes here. she arrived in shock, as cats do when moved, so i coddled & cooed over her stricken, pretty furriness, hoping she wouldn't croak (she looked like she might). then last night as i was reading, insistent, inflected, burbling, even conversational little mews came from beside the bed. i looked down to see that kitty, looking once again like her old, healthy self, had a mouse. she looked at me w/blankly beautiful eyes, then began batting the tiny glassy-eyed corpse thru the air like a kid w/a volleyball. only felines & humans torture prey -- horrified, i whispered "good kitty" thru my rictus, wanting the animal to know i approved, tho as she set to devouring the mouse, her enthusiastic crunches & slurps sent chills down my spine. it was like that twilight zone episode where the little boy sends everyone to the cornfield: "it's GOOD you ate the mouse, kitty. that's a GOOD thing you did..."
- her stomach full, kitty walked neatly away, leaving a grand guignol scene from a romero flick: all that remained of mousey was jellied spinal cord & rear end, along w/ ghostly hind legs & tail.
- cute little field mice, eaters of amp cords, stealers of pet food, droppers of droppings, squeakers & scratchers in the night, beware: skittles is in town, & your numbers are up.
hello. i'm jenny page. long ago, i had a kick#ss band in bakersfield cali, the dusk devils. you still can find dd music online. i'm from a wonderful family & now live in the mountains of cali with my dear spouse, whiteboy james, aka james or other names i won't list here. we're as happy as two nuts can be. life's an adventure, a chore, a beauty, a choice, a turn -- short, but as good as you make it (in this culture, anyways), so let's not forget that!
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That episode still gives me the creeps to this very day... Especially the squirrel and the jack in the box
words can be a form of art, a means to express emotion, or a mask
Kitty was offering you a gift...but realized you weren't a mouse-atarian. LOL
Oh, and seals, while not naturally evil critters, will play hell with a penguin before disemboweling it for the sheer OOOOOOOOOH AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH of it all. Learned that in high school...and still remember it! LOL
Can't sleep
i'm sorry! i hate when that happens... usually when i have monkey brain (not much lately) or have too much caffeine! for me, mantras, warm milk, or even melatonin help. hope you got some slumber, anon. :)
OHMIGOSH!! When I saw the picture of this kitty, I had to do a double take...she looks soooooo much like my BoogerKitty did. By far the best cat I've ever had. =)You have to keep her now, she's earning her keep!
We need a post Jen :)
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