William The Coroner’s Forensic Files

Monday, 21, September, 2009

Oy

Filed under: Cat Blogging,Natural History — williamthecoroner @ 21:29

518px-Tamias_minimusTamias minimus. The eastern chipmunk.  Rather a pretty beast, what with the red side, the black and white stripes, the button eyes.  They must be plentiful.  Murphy brought me one to play with yesterday.  When I didn’t, he looked at me distainfully and then ate the head.  Tinker also brought one home, but his was alive, to save for later.  In the dining room.  Of course.  Where else would you keep the small rodents?

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5 Comments »

  1. Oops, hopefully he took care of the problem, rather than leaving it for you to try to catch!

    Comment by Old NFO — Tuesday, 22, September, 2009 @ 01:28 | Reply

  2. Ungrateful human! My cat couldn’t understand why no one was pleased with the snake she once brought in the kitchen. Or the mouse. Or the dragonfly.

    Or why the humans started keeping the screen door closed when she was outside…

    Comment by Overeducated Twit — Tuesday, 22, September, 2009 @ 09:13 | Reply

  3. Kitchen might be a better choice than dining room, as there is still some “food prep” required. Amazing how much effort a cat will put into preparing a meal.

    Comment by Glen — Tuesday, 22, September, 2009 @ 09:16 | Reply

  4. Our ex-cat (he went to the Lost Kitty Graveyard three years ago) used to let moles loose in the downstairs study, where they immediately ran behind the china cupboard.

    (Which of course required moving the cupboard. Which of course required removing the china, first…).

    Comment by Shay — Wednesday, 23, September, 2009 @ 18:54 | Reply

  5. My husband grew up in a very rural area in northwestern PA (town population less than 1100), and they had a cat who would run down full-grown rabbits.

    And then sneak the half-eaten thing into the house, and leave it for his older sister, who usually shrieked loud enough to be heard across town (not a big town). She was NOT appreciative of Smokey’s expressions of abject love and devotion.

    Comment by Auntie J — Saturday, 28, May, 2011 @ 20:01 | Reply


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