On one of the coldest of recent days, I got home from work and let the cats out to play. A few minutes later I heard a commotion in the underbrush, and Sassy appeared, dragging something large. It turned out to be a rabbit, quite dead and frozen solid. Sassy dragged it clear up the back steps and left it there.
I'm sure Sassy didn't kill it, though I'm equally sure he would love to take the credit for it - the rabbit was almost as big as he is. Considering the weather we'd been having, the poor thing probably perished of hypothermia.
Anyway, I got this picture of Sassy with his trophy, then carefully put the rabbit in the garbage. Sassy was furious, and who can blame him? He brings home this splendid haul, a magnificent dead rabbit, and I put it in the garbage?! Sickening ingratitude.
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