Cats are bloody little predators, or, at the very least, like to believe they are.
I walked out to get the mail this afternoon and saw immediately that Sachi was tormenting something.
It was a big, fat katydid. She'd already bitten off most of his antennae. The fragile parts are always the first to go.
I walked out to get the mail this afternoon and saw immediately that Sachi was tormenting something.
It was a big, fat katydid. She'd already bitten off most of his antennae. The fragile parts are always the first to go.
Didn't look like he had long to live in any case. I think there was something growing in his abdomen and with winter just around the corner...
Glad I'm not a bug.
Particularly glad I'm not a bug looking up at a cat.
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