Congrats Livvy, that was a job well done!:D
Congrats Livvy, that was a job well done!:D
Livvy - Congratulations! What a hero you are in Mommy's eyes!
My Rainbow Bridge love - Patches, was famous for going next door to my neighbors "farmyard" and bringing home critters. She was always so proud to bring her Mom a present - while I just stood there gagging, knowing I had to deal with it.
Good girl Livvy!
I do know the feeling. Any mouse dumb enough to come into my house with four cats, deserves what it gets. Surely the mice know they are here.
Filou and Tigris say they are jealous. ;)
Livvy...!!!:eek: Who knew you had it in you?!:p We're proud of you sweetheart, defending home and hearth with such stealth and cunning and for saving your Mom a trip to the dreaded hardware store! hehe Oliver, your Knight in Shining Armor is hanging his head in shame; he's such a chicken and leaves the "dirty deed" to Mom; we aim for catch and realease! :D
"Requiem for a Rodent...":D
Awesome Livvy, born huntress. Yeah, Stormy use to have fun back at the farm when he caught mice, he play with it catch, release, recapture then eventually he had his fun and it was time to bring his trophy to the door step, thankfully dead. One time I let him out for the night, he jumped after a mole and didn't come back till next morning with the mole, which was just about as big as he is.
I forgot to mention earlier, that most of the time our Samantha (although she is nicknamed "the mouse murderer") actually brings them into the house unharmed. As she did last night ... squeak squeak squeak went the mouse as we gently tried to herd it round the hall and out the front door. Samantha was not happy ...
My mom and dad's one cat, who loves to be outdoors in the afternoon and early evenings, will regularly catch mice, chipmunks, birdies, bunnies and moles and lay them in front of my mom and dad's kitchen door. My dad always gives him tons of pets and tells him what a good hunter he is, lol! My mother, not so fond of the little things being offered up in homage of them, usually takes them across the field and buries them there.
My one cat that I had when I was younger, Corvette, she would catch baby bunnies and bring them to the door. She'd scratch at the door, I'd open it, see the bunny, yell out "Corvette!!! Put it down!" She'd meow at me and the bunny would hop off toward the end of the porch. Unfortunately, it usually didn't make it too far, and Corvette would go get it again. Sigh.
The only time they brought them in the house was when my mom and dad had Tazzer when he was about 9months old and he had gotten a chippy. My dad went to let him in the house, and here he had the chippy in his mouth, let it go, and that little sucker raced around and around the 1st floor of our house with Tazzer running right next to it. My mother wasn't home, thankfully, otherwise she would have had a heart attack. My father and I were just laughing ourselves silly because there wasn't much you could do until the cat caught the chippy or they ran out the door (which is what happened... run out the door).
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Originally Posted by Killearn Kitties
Mice really do squeak???? In the last month Eddie has brought two birds into the house. Quite alive. And drops them for "inspection" at which time they have "messed" on the floor out of shock and then begins the chase....to shoo them back to the outside world...
It's a cat thing... :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
Wow, don't we have talented, dedicated kitties on our hands!
I have been giggling about this since I read it. However, I think what we have here is a failure to communicate.... Samantha misunderstood Alec. She thought he was shaking the stuffed mouse and telling her...."go get me a real one of these! And be quick about it!"Quote:
Originally Posted by Killearn Kitties
Misunderstandings like this lead to all sorts of mischief!
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Originally Posted by Edwina's Secretary
ROTFLOL!!!
Oh, my poor misunderstood little Samantha! All this time, we have thought she had an evil streak ...
{{{Samantha}}} at least we finally understand how brilliant you are, sweetheart.
What a brave little girl you are, Livvy! Guarding your house and keeping things safe for Meowmie like that, you sure did a good job. A few years back Soncat went into his room to find Groucho sitting on his bed looking rather proud of himself. Apparently Groucho had caught a mouse and left it on Soncat's pillow as a gift. All Soncat could do was change the pillow case and dispose of Groucho's conquest.