My cat just killed, well almost killed, but close enough for horseshoes and hand-grenades, a beautiful male goldfinch. He brought it to the back door, where it is lying, breathing its last breaths.
Maybe the cat meant it as an apology for all the out-of-the-litterbox peeing he has been doing lately, but I would just prefer he use the litterbox, thank you very much. No nearly-dead birds!
I know that this is what cats do, but I hate, hate, hate that they do this.
D*mn.
That's so sad. We had a lovely little calico female once, who brough her new-born kitten to our kitchen door--and died. That little kitten was so special to us.
ReplyDeletewe had a cat who would catch moles and mice, eat the top half, and leave the bottom half on the doorstep for us. so nice of him to share
ReplyDeleteI am just so with you. I have these...fuzzy orange bastards. They WILL half kill rabbits and chipmunk and mice...How can something I love so much be so violent and capricious??
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