Tinka appears to have killed a shrew last night. Tiny thing, smaller than my thumb. Neither she nor I have eaten it, and I am totally falling behind on my shrew-killing quota, but Hal has kindly removed it from the living room to the Great Outdoors.
Every cat I've had has been way too clumsy to catch a fly. Severian used to catch and eat spiders sometimes, but although I encouraged him, he would always look around guiltily afterwards as if he thought he'd done something wrong.
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Every cat I've had has been way too clumsy to catch a fly. Severian used to catch and eat spiders sometimes, but although I encouraged him, he would always look around guiltily afterwards as if he thought he'd done something wrong.
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