You may know my cat Cookie, who I’ve written about
here,
here, and featured
here? That little ball of fuzz that doesn’t even meow, she squeaks- that is how cute this cat is. The other night, Cookie brings me a gift. A cute baby bunny IN THE THROES OF DEATH CLUTCHED IN HER TEETH. Right to the screen door, not even kidding. So I did want any animal lover would do- I shooed her away and yelled at her to eat it somewhere else. Which immediately caused her to put the (STILL ALIVE) twitching bunny down by my door and walk around for a few minutes. Every watch a cute helpless baby bunny die slowly, yeah, well, it wasn’t on my to-do list either.
Finally (FINALLY) she picked the bunny back up and carried it out of sight. Next morning, I was informed that all that was left were some legs and backend. I don’t know how this 6lb. cat eats all that, but, still…ewww.
Since my separation/divorce, I have not missed having a man around the house too much. Except for right that moment.
I say again….ewww.