Killer Kat

I have 2 cats, Daniel and Cuddles. They both catch mice, but Daniel kills anything that breathes. Daniel has short hair and a black dot on his nose while Cuddles has a white face and a lion's mane.

The other day, he caught a garden snake. At first I thought he was playing with a piece of rope. When I found out it was a snake, i flipped out. I hate when he kills anything but mice. So I went out there to save the poor snake, (cuz snakes are cool and i wanted it as a pet), and i found he had ripped the snake's belly wide open!!! I get so grossed out at blood and guts(its guts were hanging out), that i didn't want that snake for a pet anymore. So i left it to die.

So today, i get back from camping, and my cat has not only killed a shrew, but it left a dead starling on the front lawn. I was so angry with him. But he thinks he is so hot cuz "oh...lookie here--i killed a bird". I didn't appreciate his attitude.

So I go find a shoebox and put the bird in there and bury it near our house. I make a headstone out of a slab of flat rock that my dad has extra of and bury it. Then i pray that the bird's babies will be safe from predators and that the other parent will care for it.

So i just get done burying the bird, when i find the snake that my cat had wounded. Of course, the poor thing was dead, too. So, tomorrow i get to do another burial.

I'm proud that my cat can hunt so good, but he better hunt the right thing or else. Well...that's stupid to say cuz hes just a cat and i cant really punish him except grab him by the scruff of the neck and scold him.

I might as well run a animal cemetery in my backyard.

Campfire Stories--bout the good ol days

I went camping last weekend over the mountains and in a beautiful SUNNY land called the Okanogan Highlands. My Aunt Erin and Uncle Joe were there.

Around the Campfire, we told stories about Erin and my Dad growing up. One of them was about Erin, Eric (my dad), and Kurt (my uncle). They had discovered this dead cow on their 10 acres that they lived on.

The Cow looked like an awesome way to spend their afternoons. So, everyday after school, they would meet at the cow. The gases inside the corpse had bloated, making it a sponge-like trampoline. They would jump on the cow, and each time, a huge snot bubble would emerge from the cow's nose. Maggots would also be expelled from the mouth of the corpse.

Kurt, Eric and Erin would have contests as to who could make the biggest snot bubble and to how many maggots shot out of the mouth. They had a great time until one day the cow had rotted completely.

That's just one of the things my aunt and uncles did for amusement back in the 70's.