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(2,533 posts)Doreen
(11,686 posts)forgotmylogin
(7,527 posts)It was completely cleaned up and not bloody, but ... right in the middle of the kitchen doorway so I couldn't miss it.
I love my little feline serial killer?
(He's not done this again.)
R B Garr
(16,950 posts)It was a regular routine to watch him drag out the folded up socks from the drawer and bring them out to the living room. One time I came home with my SIL, and there were over a dozen socks strewn all over the living room, which we both cracked up about forever.
He had quite a laundry fetish in general, though. You couldn't leave drawers open a little. When the drawers were closed up too tight, he would go into the bathroom and start in on the washcloths and towels. No bath towel was too big for that hunter kitty. I remember one night hearing the strange kind of growling meow he would make when he was on the prowl, heard some weird dragging sounds (hardwood floors) and looked over to see him dragging a huge towel on the floor while straddling it and tripping on it. Intense! He was so proud of himself. Too funny. I miss him RIP
edit, and don't even get me started on how I used to have to sneak around to get the bedsheets back on the bed without him noticing or it was a huge sheet showdown with lots of running attacks on everything. Both kitties joined in on that. Fluffing sheets was major play time.
MissB
(15,806 posts)Two creepiest ones have been heads. Luckily we have an enclosed back porch where these gifts are deposited.
Mouse head, perfectly severed just behind the ears without a whisker out of place. Thought about putting it on a skewer in the yard as a warning to all other mice in the general area.
And if that wasn't bad enough, a few weeks later I found a bunny head. Similar to the mouse head, nothing out of place. But just the head. Plus side: my beets started growing great.
Wolf Frankula
(3,600 posts)Now, scratch my ears.
Wolf
furtheradu
(1,865 posts)I was left a gift this morning that has left me grossed out ALL day.
I don't even have a cat. I am more of a dawg person. I like big dawgs.
My landlady, who lives downstairs, has 5-6 cats, several dogs,& some rabbits. She also feeds a stray cat, a very nice cat(I call him her "spare kitty" , who tries every trick in the kitty BOOK, to adopt me. I am not budging. All the cats have fleas, by the way, & spare kitty needs fixin'.
I can't afford a 4 legged right now, hope to move in the next few months, & get a big ole dawg.
Anyways, walked out on the porch at 1st light this morning, & had my coffee & a thank You, God prayer, & lo, & behold, the dawn broke & the Light shined on this gruesome, disgusting pile of feathers & funk & gore!! GAHHH!!! A big A pile of YUCK. I look around, there's 4 cats walking, or skittin around, shameless..
And it's bird migration time here. I love the birds.
Grossed me out, pist me off, made me sad.
I took it real personal. & not in a goood way.