We got a new fence, so there are no more baby bunnies in the back yard. Which is good because we recently adopted a dog who would absolutely lay waste. He has had to settle for snatching flies and bees out of the sky.
My 17lb boy cat sounds like a herd of elephants all by himself. But he has this teeny tiny meow except for the times when he opens his mouth with the mute on.
My tiny fierce indoor boss made significant eye contact, popped up a back paw & claw, killing the bell, without losing the breakaway collar or dead on eye contact. YMMV
I am a cat concierge. Just because I have thumbs and pay for everything doesn’t mean I'm in charge. Means my job is to provide the best experiences for them 24/7. 😂
My cat brought one in, alive, and it was screeching in the basement. The rabbit lost a chunk of fur on its butt. My mom put some Bactine on it and sent it on its way.
Two days later, in the backyard, Molly had a rabbit cornered. It was hiding under a leaf. It was missing a chunk of fur on its butt.
For the first year she was with us, she didn’t know how to use the dog door (and was too wary of Pele to watch him do so). The way I found out that she had figured it out was the two baby bunnies she slayed in one night of terror.
reminds me of my ginger tom, who my younger son dubbed "the outside stealer" due to his propensity to bolt whenever the door is open. he always comes back, but is too dumb to come out of the rain half the time.
When we first got her, we chose her because in the meet and greet she sat at the back of the cat carrier and refused to interact with us, and we were like “cool, we’re good with scared cats, she needs us.”
50 hours later, she was purring in our lap and demanding pets.
Was curious about that part. I once made one of my dogs give over a rabbit she'd caught, assuming she'd already finished it off and having no desire to clean bunny blood off the porch. As soon as it was out of her jaws it twisted out of my grip and ran for the hills. 🤣
I know that seems worse but be grateful because bunny screams are horrific. Don has brought them inside and I had to find them and pick them up with a dustpan and deliver them outside.
my experience is that it's kind of worse if it's a living baby bunny because then *you* have to be the one who leaves it to its fate outside somewhere 😵💫
There was a period with our old cat where he had no teeth but could still somehow catch baby bunnies and so he’d regularly bring them in but be unable to dispatch them.
Our besties are wildlife rehabbers and live nearby so I’d at least be able to hope they could save it. But most don’t make it! They do release most of their rehabbed rabbits in our yard though.
Sounds like she would be an excellent tutor of kittens. Not all mother cats are good at that part of the job, especially if their own moms were not great hunters.
Not that we wish kittens on the Wee Murder Kitteh, terror of silent yards and deserted corridors.
I found it funny when my cat spent an hour trying to find the baby bird which partner had rescued and returned outdoors. I laughed even more when the blackbird parents dive bombed her for several days. She deserved dive bombing. Glad I’ve never dealt with baby bunny. (Have rescued mice to relocate.)
Before she brought him indoors, my mom's cat Aristotle brought her dead animals in shocking amounts. Dead birds. Dead mice. A clutch of baby gophers displayed in a neat little line. And finally, before he was finally retired, sixteen tiny velvet bunny ears.
My half feral cat would bring home a rodent and carefully eat all except head and tail, which she artistically arranged for optimal viewing near the breakfast bar.
This was like reading an adventure story. I'm so glad our cats are not escape artists. They're curious about the outdoors, but content to stay in the safety of the house.
Our cat was a runt (a female orange tabby) who had been abandoned from her litter when we found her as a kitten
She was shy & gentle as far as I knew - until 1 day I watched her get a running start, jump higher than my head, and intercept a poor sparrow who was heading for our bird-feeder
I adopted a stray cat in college and my folks took him until I could get an off-campus apt. One day I got a call that he had slaughtered an entire nest of baby hares. I assured them that was good, bc if the hares had grown up, they would have devoured the garden. Parents were NOT comforted.
Our furry goofus is pretty much her opposite. He’s twenty pounds of grumpy clumsy snuggle buddy. A lap tiger who thinks he’d totally definitely be the neighborhood apex predator if allowed outside—oh, the posturing at the window!—but who invariably hides in the neighbor’s bushes during rare escapes.
The crickets that get in our basement every spring confuse the heck out of him. So fun to play with! So jumpy! Ooops—I accidentally caught it—what do I do now? Ooops—where’d it go? Just no instincts whatsoever, except for the way he lays on top of any sick child until they’re cured—he’s Dr. Kitty.
My neighbour's cat Biffo walked a long external ledge five stories high and two inches wide to enter the next door neighbours' front room.
There, he bashed open their bird cage, mauled and then ate their two pretty love birds. While the owners were out getting married at the Registry Office.
Ugh our last cat was absolutely deadly. The huge number of traumatized critters I dealt with over that decade - so many not quite dead things I rescued from doooooooommmm.
My two apex predators, on the other hand, allowed a mouse to build a nest under the garden shelf immediately next to their kitty door *and live there all winter long.*
Our 110lb Newfie/poodle mix brought a full grown living rabbit into the house. My house mate and I had a frozen moment of "OMG WHAT NOW". Fortunately for us, it was frozen in fear so we were able to scoop it up with a towel and put it safely outside of the yard.
Our huntress brought a baby bunny inside & put it down for us to admire. It took off & flew into our pantry/laundry room. We couldn't find it. After a couple days we discovered it had wedged itself into a teeny-tiny space btwn the litter box & back wall. Was a big production getting it back outside
My first rescue from the DDFL operated on a catch & release program. Catch the mouse, release it in the house, watch humans lose their sh*t. When she realized we wouldn't let her in w/a mouse, she learned to hide them & pick them up as she darted in. Current cats are 100% indoors, so no mice.
Ha, reminds me of a few years ago when we were setting up to watch a movie outside and I turned around to see our mighty hunter walk up dragging an improbably large juvenile rabbit, like he was bringing his own snack. I made him drop it and he sulked on the roof, which he could somehow access.
I had a bird fly in my house once. My indoor cat saw it and gave chase. By the time I caught up with her she had the bird in her mouth. She refused to drop it so I took them both to the open door. At that point she let go. Then spent the next hour crying about it. Nerd.
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But when she’s mad, she’s like STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP.
I call them “furry coworkers” but indoor boss works just as well.
Two days later, in the backyard, Molly had a rabbit cornered. It was hiding under a leaf. It was missing a chunk of fur on its butt.
50 hours later, she was purring in our lap and demanding pets.
An indoor cat, except when I slip out.
😅
It was TERRIBLE.
Not that we wish kittens on the Wee Murder Kitteh, terror of silent yards and deserted corridors.
Before she brought him indoors, my mom's cat Aristotle brought her dead animals in shocking amounts. Dead birds. Dead mice. A clutch of baby gophers displayed in a neat little line. And finally, before he was finally retired, sixteen tiny velvet bunny ears.
My outdoor queen lost her outdoor privileges when we found out she found them delicious.
You wouldn't think it of him, would you?
She was shy & gentle as far as I knew - until 1 day I watched her get a running start, jump higher than my head, and intercept a poor sparrow who was heading for our bird-feeder
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There, he bashed open their bird cage, mauled and then ate their two pretty love birds. While the owners were out getting married at the Registry Office.
I mean that’s rough and also terrifying for everyone involved, except of course the cat, but
Ahahahahahahaha.
I suppose we should have given her credit for sharing?