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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Annoying Cats Kill Again!
“Ewwwww! A dead rat!” I shrieked standing over a dead rat laying on the grass in my back yard.
The Annoying Cats! I realized backing away from the dead rat.
Yes, my crazy old cat lady neighbor’s annoying cats that hang around my house as if they own it, and have more cat wailing and moaning and sex screaming cat sex than human ears can take, killed again! Last month they killed a dove and decapitated it. Today I found a dead rat laying almost in the same spot of grass the dove was a month ago. The rat however was intact. It’s obvious these killer annoying cats are killing for sport rather than food because they are not eating their kills; instead they’re playing with their prey as if they were toys.
I wonder if they hunt like lions stalking their prey and then pouncing for the kill or if they play a game of sport, like skeet. Three or four of the many annoying cats probably get together in my back yard for a fun game of kill skeet.
“PULL!” One annoying cat yells.
A bird flies by or a rat runs by…
“Fire!” Another annoying cat yells.
Pounce! Pounce! Pounce! The annoying cats jump for the kill.
The bird or rat dies…
Bat, bat, bat… The annoying cats toy with their dead prey.
Then they line up for another round of kill skeet…
“Good one.” The annoying cats congratulate themselves.
I’m not touching a dead rat! I thought to myself going back into the house to call a friend.
“The annoying cats killed again.” I told my friend as he answered the phone.
“Cool! Another bird?” He asked.
“No. A rat!” I exclaimed.
“Ewwww!” He shrieked.
“I’m not touching a dead rat.” He explained.
“What do I do with it?” I asked.
“Call your dad.” He answered.
We hung up and I immediately called my dad.
“The annoying cats killed a rat, can you get rid of it for me?” I asked my dad.
“Yeah, I’ll be over in a little bit with a shovel.” He replied.
A shovel! That’s what everyone said I needed with the dead bird! I remembered.
“Can you fix my door knob too?” I asked my dad.
“What’s wrong with your door knob?” He asked.
“It’s really loose.” I explained.
“I’ll be over in a few minutes.” He replied.
My dad came over with a shovel and got rid of the dead rat and fixed my doorknob too.
“I’m leaving the shovel in your garage for future annoying cat kills.” My dad explained after he put the dead rat in the garbage.
I have a shovel!! I am woman! Hear me roar! I screamed in my head.
I walked my dad out to his car a little bit later and there on the brick wall between my house and the garage was a black cat standing sentinel. I guess I should be glad that the annoying cats killed the rat instead of letting it get inside my house! I thought as I walked past the black annoying cat.
I think I’m living in the wild kingdom… I thought, staring at the black cat.
I wonder what those annoying cats will kill next? A bat?
“Ewwwww! A dead rat!” I shrieked standing over a dead rat laying on the grass in my back yard.
The Annoying Cats! I realized backing away from the dead rat.Yes, my crazy old cat lady neighbor’s annoying cats that hang around my house as if they own it, and have more cat wailing and moaning and sex screaming cat sex than human ears can take, killed again! Last month they killed a dove and decapitated it. Today I found a dead rat laying almost in the same spot of grass the dove was a month ago. The rat however was intact. It’s obvious these killer annoying cats are killing for sport rather than food because they are not eating their kills; instead they’re playing with their prey as if they were toys.
I wonder if they hunt like lions stalking their prey and then pouncing for the kill or if they play a game of sport, like skeet. Three or four of the many annoying cats probably get together in my back yard for a fun game of kill skeet.
“PULL!” One annoying cat yells.
A bird flies by or a rat runs by…
“Fire!” Another annoying cat yells.
Pounce! Pounce! Pounce! The annoying cats jump for the kill.
The bird or rat dies…
Bat, bat, bat… The annoying cats toy with their dead prey.
Then they line up for another round of kill skeet…
“Good one.” The annoying cats congratulate themselves.
I’m not touching a dead rat! I thought to myself going back into the house to call a friend.
“The annoying cats killed again.” I told my friend as he answered the phone.
“Cool! Another bird?” He asked.
“No. A rat!” I exclaimed.
“Ewwww!” He shrieked.
“I’m not touching a dead rat.” He explained.
“What do I do with it?” I asked.
“Call your dad.” He answered.
We hung up and I immediately called my dad.
“The annoying cats killed a rat, can you get rid of it for me?” I asked my dad.
“Yeah, I’ll be over in a little bit with a shovel.” He replied.
A shovel! That’s what everyone said I needed with the dead bird! I remembered.
“Can you fix my door knob too?” I asked my dad.
“What’s wrong with your door knob?” He asked.
“It’s really loose.” I explained.
“I’ll be over in a few minutes.” He replied.
My dad came over with a shovel and got rid of the dead rat and fixed my doorknob too.
“I’m leaving the shovel in your garage for future annoying cat kills.” My dad explained after he put the dead rat in the garbage.
I have a shovel!! I am woman! Hear me roar! I screamed in my head.
I walked my dad out to his car a little bit later and there on the brick wall between my house and the garage was a black cat standing sentinel. I guess I should be glad that the annoying cats killed the rat instead of letting it get inside my house! I thought as I walked past the black annoying cat.
I think I’m living in the wild kingdom… I thought, staring at the black cat.
I wonder what those annoying cats will kill next? A bat?
You have bats? What other kind of vermin do you have that you're not telling us? Monkeys? Lizards? Snakes and scorpions?
You're fightening me, Matildakay.
A black cat sits on our steps and porch regularly. Other cats seem to be "watching" our house very intently. No dead animals yet...thank goodness.
Dad's are great for fixing stuff like that. I wish my dad lived closer.
You finally have a shovel!!!! How exciting.
Remember the cocoa husks.
and the granulated coyote piss!
I think I have something scurrying in my attic... Send these pussies my way.
Heath Dobbler
Is it strange noises from the attic season? Came back from Houston to some sort of sound emminating from above and I have yet to stick my head up there to check it out.
I moved into my new house in september. A cat was there, and was around during all the repairs and she liked my 2 Daschunds, so we kept her. We INSTALLED A DOGGY DOOR. Great for the dogs bad for the cat. Well the cat comes goes outside and uses restroom (great no litter box), but she also brings her kills in the house. 5 Birds, 2 lizards, 2 mice, 1 rat, and 1 bat in 9 months, and they usally happen in early mornings and late nights. This is how I am awaken. And let me clarify these were all brought into my house ALIVE and then cat plays with and the cat or my dogs or my self kills animal and disposes of. The Rat was the most exciting, becuase cat had brought it to my room next to my bed to play with, imagine waking to this!!!.
Jerrett
Little Rock, AR
Jerrett - the cat is trying to impress you. My oldest daughters cat likes to give "gifts" to one of my other daughters. The "gift" is clearly meant for her, as he leaves it at her bedroom door. This cat also waits in hiding until she finds his "gift." She screams loudly, and I swear the cat smirks. We call him ass kitty, even though his name is RedMan.
The cats are just trying to give you gifts. They figure that they would like a dead animal, so they think you would too.
Danielle