Ok, my Zorro did the grossest thing today, but first a little background....
When we rescued Zorro as a four week old kitten, the main reason my parents let me get him was because we live on an acreage far out of town and need some mouse control. We usually have one mouser and then Sasha, who watches but shows no interest in getting her pretty paws dirty
our mouser Oreo was starting to slow down, and we decided to try for another mouser as we had some problems with mice getting in the house.
So, five years down the road, Zorro is the best hunter we have ever seen in any of our lives before. He goes. He hunts. He brings home at LEAST 6 mice a day, twice as much as any cat before him. He is a big boy, very active and strong, and can put down about 4, when he starts leaving them on the decks, doorsteps, and in the garage as presents.
This year hes really started showing an interest in birds, to our dismay. That cat has gotten tons of robins, which I hate but there's no real way to stop him as we need him to catch mice. But now hes crossed the line from sad but necessary, to OMG!! how did he DO that!
We all are getting home from work, when we discover the grossest thing ever sitting in front of the door to our back deck. It was a JACKRABBIT!
How does he DO it!
He had obviously eaten some of it, (really gross, its HEAD was completely GONE!) but the rest was still there, and it was BIGGER than HIM!
I wanted to share, (though I also didnt want to inflict something this gross on you guys) but this is really crazy, I've heard of the odd dog catching a rabbit, but a cat? And such a big one? Eeeew! How the heck does a cat DO that? And even catch it in the first place!
And on top of that, not lose his please-cuddle-me-as-we-watch-tv kind of purrsonality?
When we rescued Zorro as a four week old kitten, the main reason my parents let me get him was because we live on an acreage far out of town and need some mouse control. We usually have one mouser and then Sasha, who watches but shows no interest in getting her pretty paws dirty
So, five years down the road, Zorro is the best hunter we have ever seen in any of our lives before. He goes. He hunts. He brings home at LEAST 6 mice a day, twice as much as any cat before him. He is a big boy, very active and strong, and can put down about 4, when he starts leaving them on the decks, doorsteps, and in the garage as presents.
This year hes really started showing an interest in birds, to our dismay. That cat has gotten tons of robins, which I hate but there's no real way to stop him as we need him to catch mice. But now hes crossed the line from sad but necessary, to OMG!! how did he DO that!
We all are getting home from work, when we discover the grossest thing ever sitting in front of the door to our back deck. It was a JACKRABBIT!
He had obviously eaten some of it, (really gross, its HEAD was completely GONE!) but the rest was still there, and it was BIGGER than HIM!
I wanted to share, (though I also didnt want to inflict something this gross on you guys) but this is really crazy, I've heard of the odd dog catching a rabbit, but a cat? And such a big one? Eeeew! How the heck does a cat DO that? And even catch it in the first place!
