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23 February 2009 @ 10:09 am
 
Handsome Tom, the bold and burly tomcat who kept himself alive in the outdoors for who knows how long, is sleeping on a cushion near a heating vent.

Esme, my one-eyed kitty who was raised indoors - in shelters, no less- is prancing around with a dead shrew in her mouth.

What gives?
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La Petite Souris Scientifiquemelebeth on February 23rd, 2009 03:29 pm (UTC)
Brain transference machine in the basement. That's what you get for holding onto old coffee canisters - it's only big enough to work on cats.
Janet: Cats - Stephanie Pui-Man Lawgoodnite_gracee on February 23rd, 2009 03:36 pm (UTC)
LOL!!! This was my first laugh of the day... and a hearty one at that! Thanks!
Zoë Tzoethor on February 23rd, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC)
Maybe Tom gave it to her as a gift...
Kelladyjoust on February 23rd, 2009 11:56 pm (UTC)
That was my first thought, too! He'd been with me all morning, though, from my last few hours of sleeping right up until I found Esme parading her victory. I think she managed to do it on her own. She's been extra snuggly and purry with me today, too, so I think she's feeling rather proud.

I love this kitty so blessed much.
Adrienne C.adrienne429 on February 24th, 2009 12:08 am (UTC)
Now I'd like to think that Handsome Tom pick up his sleepy head and just looked at Esme and said, "Big deal, I stalked bears in those woods. So there."
Kelladyjoust on February 24th, 2009 02:00 am (UTC)
I wouldn't be at all surprised. :)

Hey, how are your kitties doing? Is everything all right?
Maire: cataranturas on February 24th, 2009 01:10 am (UTC)
Tom: been there. done that.

Esme: Wheee small animals!!!!!
Mirandamirmie on February 24th, 2009 01:15 am (UTC)
How's Project Inside Cat going? I believe last I heard your other cats were not big fans of it, have they adjusted?
Kel: Han *Who me?*ladyjoust on February 24th, 2009 02:05 am (UTC)
The Original Kitties are still not great fans of Handsome Tom. He's completely taken over our bed to the point where none of the other kitties sleep with us anymore. He still chases them, wanting to play, as they scream and run in terror of the ENORMOUS boy gallumphing straight at them.

But, since Zee's passing (which, in the two days prior to (I don't know if you read (or if I even mentioned, come to that)) Tom was amazing) we've been feeding right next to the girls. They don't pay him much mind... until they're done inhaling their own food, at which point they push him away from his dish. And get this: he lets them.

I've chastised them, told them they can't have it both ways, but in true kitty fashion they pretend to be fascinated and then completely ignore my words of wisdom.

In short, though, it is improving. Slowly, slowly, slowly.

Edited at 2009-02-24 02:05 am (UTC)