tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post4753912466573733261..comments2023-10-31T11:50:09.773+00:00Comments on Mulier Fortis: Open Season...Mulier Fortishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01186202810919174492noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post-89547198020014508052012-10-07T21:53:30.490+01:002012-10-07T21:53:30.490+01:00I've just rescued another mouse. I took it fro...I've just rescued another mouse. I took it from Monsignor Miaowrini's mouth... and she actually growled at me.<br /><br />Oh well... I guess I'm in the doghouse!Mulier Fortishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01186202810919174492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post-45114620645509986562012-10-05T15:33:53.511+01:002012-10-05T15:33:53.511+01:00cat-and mouse! i love it............cat-and mouse! i love it............john-of-haylinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06666868557634613383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post-12940145906152241642012-10-03T04:09:57.495+01:002012-10-03T04:09:57.495+01:00Yes, it is killing season on the west side of the ...Yes, it is killing season on the west side of the pond as well. Both my cats, an 8-year-old female and a 1-year-old male who also barely tolerate each other, are great hunters. Last Monday, the male got hold of a chipmunk. Yesterday morning, a dead mouse was found on the walkway along the house, and, in the evening, the female was seen in the backyard pouncing on another mouse, to the great interest of the male peering out the back door.<br />Anyway, my male moves his stuffed toy rabbit next to his food bowl when he is hungry; we've learned to read this practice as a hint.<br />I love the blog, especially the cat stories, which are something you can't get on Father Z, Rorate, et al.Lady Catcliffehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105024710026014741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post-11060109927227628062012-10-02T23:07:24.502+01:002012-10-02T23:07:24.502+01:00My brother's cat is always bringing mice in (d...My brother's cat is always bringing mice in (dead ones). She puts them in her food bowl. They aren't presents: they're all hers.Recusanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03770884790171872708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28018475.post-40904851353128104932012-10-02T19:40:31.922+01:002012-10-02T19:40:31.922+01:00On a walk past the bottom of a garden this morning...On a walk past the bottom of a garden this morning .... awful cacophany of a crow and half a dozen magpies ... and a gathering of one or two more magpies .... all the magpies in the branches of one tree, the crow in the next tree .... and I mean an awful cacophany ... The target of all this attention from the creatures to which St Francis famously preached? A cat poised on a branch of the first tree, caught in the act of trying to pounce ...Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09339499088443959192noreply@blogger.com