Our basement kitteh. The terror is real. He is completely nuts.
When I looked over, Gato Diablo, our completely insane basement kitteh had the mouse in his jaws.
And then he dropped it.
"GET IT!" I yelled.
Then Gato kind of ran around crazily. There was a lot of flailing but no real results. I took him out of the game and went and got Nicholas.
Nicholas. Takes up almost and entire dog bed. Stone cold killer.... if I can wake him up.
Despite the fact that Nicholas is our fattiest pancake - he is our best inside hunter. Nicholas peeped around but couldn't find anything.
So I went and get Kai. "What do you see?" Kai sniffed around and tilted her head trying to listen. The only thing that came out from under the bed was Peeper. Kai shook her bonbon tail and looked at me hopefully.
Peep. Tons of torti-tude and zero hunting skills.
If Peep was under the bed then there definitely was not a mouse under there also. Peep thinks mice are gross and has never hunted anything in her life. She would also last exactly one day if she had to fend for herself.
My beautiful Kai in her natural habitat. She loves to kill stuff.
Somewhere there is a mouse who is telling all his friends how he escaped certain death by a black demon-cat, evaded the biggest cat he'd ever even heard about, and eluded an enormous bright-eyed, curly tailed bear killer with death on her mind. No one is going to believe him.
*OFG consults the space charts.... * Ah yes. Today, the 3rd, is the Full Moon. I have a feeling it's going to be one of those days. I might as well get "time out" set up for the inside cats and prepare for nothing but shenanigans out in the barnyard.
Good luck, Friends! Better batten down the hatches.... how is your Hunger Moon going so far? I haven't even had second breakfast yet and I've had plenty of excitement.