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I couldn't be prouder

I knew there was a good reason, Morris wasn't bringing home any trophy's lately.

After Morris lost his last collar (presumably in a fight), Edie went and bought him a replacement collar that had a bell on it. When she bought it, we [I] never considered how it might effect his ability to hunt, but after about 3 months without any late night surprises, I was starting to get suspicious. Plus, 3 months is about the longest Morris has ever gone without losing his collar.

So this evening I decided it was time to take the bell off, and no sooner did I do that, Morris proudly strutted home grasping a freshly caught rat in his mouth, which he quickly devoured while we watched the evening news.

Sylvia was mortified, Edie wasn't particularly happy either (she hates it when Morris kills anything), but I was so proud.

Just like me, Morris still has a few good years (he's 12 now) left in him.

Comments

Gerry said…
Well our Oscar now has 2 bells to help save the birds, so he brought us a small snake!
Mark VanKirk said…
Hunting is their natural way.....

Our cats have always been too fat to catch anything.....
Becky said…
That's exactly why Joseph took the bell off of Poor Jerry and yesterday we had a headless rat on our porch as a thank you. Either that or it was some kind of cat mob warning to Sadie. She got out the door and chased him the day before.

Way to go Morris!
Marc said…
And I hope you praised Jerry for his accomplished.

I remember when we moved to Houston in 1978, we had all our cats declawed, and felt so bad for the longest time. Once you do that a cat is basically defenseless.

At least I was able to correct the latest indiscretion.
susan c said…
One of neighbors, who frequently walks her dog by our house, is always admonishing me to get a bell for our outdoor cat because he goes after song birds. I can't bring myself to do it because we have coyotes and I don't want those wily creatures to have the edge.

Glad to hear that Edie is doing so well.

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