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The serial killer...

6/28/2011

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The cat above is not the serial killer I am discussing here, he just plays one on TV. 
My cat is a natural born killer. Just today, two specimens were dropped on my doorstep for analysis. God only knows why cats bring these "gifts" back home, I am just happy that today, none were regurgitated. Our cat may even have the makings of a serial killer. He lives for the death blow, but his style is distinct. He has been known to leave just the kidney on numerous occasions. Other times, he acts as a taxidermist leaving the dead to look like their taking a nap.  Almost always, he preys on things that polite society doesn't need, like mice. Dexter would be proud. However, sometimes little woodland creatures have met an early demise because of bloodthirsty ways. I find it fascinating that within minutes of his kill, he'll jump onto my husband's lap, rub his head against his leg and purr his way to sleep. Does he have no conscience? No remorse? Clearly not. I try to tell him not to do these heinous acts, but we all know that nobody truly owns a cat. Their path is their own.  Nonetheless, in some strange way, this killer has assimilated into our family. We accept him despite his indiscretions.  The kids have even learned to step far beyond the doormat when leaving for the bus stop in the morning, just in case "Catty Wampus" has been on the prowl. I am just really relieved that the dog is too dumb to have learned this horrible behavior from the cat. Miles would likely kiss his prey to death. Cause of death… drowning in slobber.  Does someone else out there have a cat that fits this description? It would make me feel relieved that I am not the only owner of a murderous cat.  Perhaps one day, he'll say he's sorry, but I wont hold my breath. 

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I should have named him Dexter.
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Tina
7/1/2011 08:55:09 pm

Haha! We are in the throes of a carcass-strewn doorstep, as well. Yogi is particularly fond of shrews...and will bring them to the back patio, still alive, to entertain us with his hunting skills. Last Wednesday he beat his record and left 3 and a half (just the head) shrews on the driveway for us to ooh and ahh over. Gross as it is, my girls are not nearly as squeamish as they could be and our house and yard are mole and mouse free.

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