It's funny (in that 'strange' not haha way)
I love our little hunters - and yet have so much sympathy for their prey.
The BF has these moments where he is convinced we have mice in our attic (which, even if it were the case, is completely irrelevant - but it's also unlikely in the extreme) -
So occasionally when our babies perk up, he and they go 'hunting', and all I can think is "We have four cats. Get a grip. It's the water pipes, dude".
I love our little hunters - and yet have so much sympathy for their prey.
The BF has these moments where he is convinced we have mice in our attic (which, even if it were the case, is completely irrelevant - but it's also unlikely in the extreme) -
So occasionally when our babies perk up, he and they go 'hunting', and all I can think is "We have four cats. Get a grip. It's the water pipes, dude".