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November 02, 2007
Hunter, Prey

Mycah has always been an indoor cat. Her exposure to and experience in the Great Outdoors has been limited to her occasional tenative forays out through an open door. She'll guiltily creep out, and then go no farther than the nearest patch of lawn, where she proceeds to graze.

She loves grass; I think it's because no matter how slow she is, the grass isn't going to get away from her. In lieu of treats these days, she gets a handful of grass from the lawn. A handful of blades on a plate and she's good to go.

Lately, her plate goes near the sliding glass door. From that vantage point, she can watch the birds and squirrels that frequently visit my back deck. Sometimes, there is a close encounter.

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Seconds after this photo was snapped, Mycah lunged for the squirrel. Fortunately for all concerned, the screen door stopped her pounce in a rather precipitous manner.

I've seen her take down moths in the house, but I suspect a squirrel is beyond her capability to handle. She simply doesn't have the experience.

Later in the day, though, I saw her scouting around for a knife to cut through the mesh.

Always plotting, she is.

If it's Friday, it's time for the Friday Ark.

Over the weekend, expect to see:

Posted by Russ at 11:37 AM, November 2, 2007 in Animals

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I had a thought in my head to comment, but when I got to the end, Mycah hunting for the knife, I started laughing - you know the "spit the pepsi on the screen" laugh. Of course this was after choking on the grass being slower than Kitty.

We are meowing and laughing out loud!!

Mycah can have one of our squirtels...

See you at the Chaos Festival! HUGS

Posted by: Megan & Bad Kitty Cats at November 2, 2007 05:52 PM

U can getz skwerlz by holdin still an pretendin to be a big blak an wite akorn

Posted by: Lou at November 3, 2007 11:58 AM

and here I'm always trying to grow grass in little containers indoors. no more!

Posted by: maggie katzen at November 3, 2007 09:41 PM

That's nothin'!

I used to have occasional conversations with a very opinionated possum as big as I am who used to make it a point to pay a visit to our front porch.

Posted by: Nikita at November 7, 2007 01:49 PM

Whenever i get the urge to torture my cats, I put birdseed outside on the patio. That, of course, attracts all kinds of birds who will happily chirp away. Meanwhile, the cats are stuck on the other side of the glass, reduced to an occasional futile lunge at the glass.

Posted by: Lugosi at November 11, 2007 10:34 AM

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