Our six pound she-beast of a hunter is at it again. She so lovingly brought this to The Ab-Cat after her evening tinkle. With feathers in her mouth.
It’s a dead bird. It was dead before she got to it.
So I guess in her older years she doesn’t even attempt to go after the live game. She’s just a scavenging vulture now.
I was super glad that Honey hadn’t left for work yet, so he could have avian disposal duty. Cause, if you recall, I had to dispose of the messed up bunny she found several months go, and that about did me in.
caprilis said,
July 30, 2008 at 1:36 AM
Look at how PROUD she is of herself! Love the tongue hanging out!
automatic7 said,
July 30, 2008 at 6:54 PM
Ferocious! Watch out, all you already-dead animals. There’s a new scavenger in town. She Beast is the dog version of Chuck Norris.