Wednesday, July 06, 2005

what we came home to

We have some very happy housecats right now.

After picking Genevieve up at work, we came home to find Byron playing with something. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a dead mouse. Now, Byron isn't the brightest kitty around, so I have real doubts that he killed it (most likely the smart and stealthy Audrey did the deed). But, he was enjoying the spoils.

I let him play with it until I heard the loud *crunch*crunch* of mouse skull. Byron seemed to be trying to eat it, but not having much luck with it. For fear he'd choke on it, or worse, manage to swallow it, only to puke it up hours later (they are just housecats, used to dry food, after all), I took it away from him, but gave everyone treats for their good deed.

Beware the deadly kitties!