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The Auld Warrior would immediately go outdoors and roll around to get the smell of the vet off. If it was raining he’d just sit in the rain til he was wet through.




I woke at 5:00 and lay awake with no clear idea about what had woken me. Then the quiet padding of paws and the proud leap onto the bed with the movements that make it obvious : he had a rodent.

Light on, specs on, just in time to see a baby rat half way eaten, only the hind quarters, legs and tail remaining. There was discernible crunching.

Big wet paw prints on the sheet, but not a drop of blood or a scrap of fur.

I’m thinking “How many of these feasts I slept through…?”

I wish he wouldn’t involve me.

Oh yes! And if BD had brought-in a rat, a certain, "distinctive" smell.

Which TBH, I smelled more often than all the times I found dismembered rat bits laid-out beside me on the bed!

The cleanly dissected nose was probably the worst 🤢
 
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