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Nocturnal Pleasures Due [Aug. 24th, 2016|10:38 pm]
Shorty, the black feral cat who lives mostly in my back yard, has never shown himself to be much of a hunter, but he has apparently been learning. This morning I saw him playing with something, and when I looked at it, it appeared to be part of the remains of a very small bird. Then this afternoon he brought something near the porch and I saw the thing flutter and briefly escape him, but it was too injured to fly, as I saw when I examined it closely. He quickly re-caught it.

As I'd feared, it was a hummingbird. I let him put it out of its misery (I didn't stay to watch, but I hope he did it quickly.) The small bit of remains he'd been playing with earlier was probably part of a hummingbird as well. Hummingbirds are pretty hard for cats to catch, so Shorty must be really fast, and a really fast learner. I do hope he doesn't catch any more. I love my feral cats, but I also love hummingbirds.

A bit of warmishnes is coming back over the next couple of days, but the nights will actually be getting cooler. By Saturday the low could drop down to 59. That's cool enough to justify putting on a sweater when I go outside, though I don't think I will just yet. I'd like to revel in the chill for a while first. I've got all winter to ward off the cold with layers of clothing. For now, I'll just take pleasure in shivering.

The supermarket ads went online today, but I haven't looked at them yet. I fear that there will be some good buys, and the fact is I've spent just about all of this months grocery allowance already. I hate to pass up a good bargain, but I'm afraid I'll have to this week. I really need to build up my bank account after paying the enormous property insurance bill. At times like this I wish I was young and really good looking, so I could sell naked pictures of myself to make a few extra bucks, but nobody would want naked pictures of me the way I look now.

Hey, maybe I could get people to send me money not to send them naked pictures of myself? But, no, Donald Trump probably has that market cornered. Guess I'll have to think of something else.

[User Picture]From: daisydumont
2016-08-26 02:05 am (UTC)
Oh my god, the thought of Donald Trump naked... Aieee! I'd pay good money not to have to see him, for sure. :D

I'm sorry about the hummingbirds. Shorty needs to stalk bigger game. I don't know what -- raccoons would give him a run for his money, so to say!
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[User Picture]From: flying_blind
2016-08-26 02:15 am (UTC)
A big raccoon was in the yard with Shorty a few nights ago, and I got the impression he was really considering going after it. Bad idea, Shorty.

But I do have a couple of gopher holes near my rose bushes, and more are probably hiding in the lawn, so I wish the cat would go after the rodents.
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[User Picture]From: daisydumont
2016-08-26 02:21 am (UTC)
Gerry used to grow carrots in his garden, and he observed more than once a carrot being pulled down and into the ground, most likely by gophers! Little jerks helped themselves. They'd be hard for a cat to catch, though. :D
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[User Picture]From: flying_blind
2016-08-26 02:32 am (UTC)
My black cat Touché used to catch quite a few gophers, and share them with his brother Dude, who was not a good hunter. Never had many resident gophers in the yard when Touché was alive. He had to go down to the orchard to catch them, but always brought them home to eat or share.
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[User Picture]From: daisydumont
2016-08-26 02:40 am (UTC)
Impressive! Old Zack was a house cat, but the best he ever did as a hunter was a couple of crickets, one little black snake that found its way into the house, ditto one mole and one skink. Otherwise, it was all stuffed mice, which he'd present to me at bedtime. Kudos to Touché!
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