I'm wondering what this feline of mine is digging for now. She's the ultimate hunter... out most of the day and all night.
For Mother's Day, she or her sister left a rat on the back steps and another critter yet undetermined. We think it was a baby groundhog. Recently, one of them brought a baby beaver to the house, and before that, a baby squirrel. The babies...they don't usually kill, but the moles, the mice and the lizards are living in dangerous territory in our backyard!
Here, she's digging in a tree stump. I just hope she never gets a snake!
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I'm a cat guy but it took awhile looking at the picture to determine it was a cat. Interesting capture compared to some of the painting hanging in the Philadelphia Museum of Art post-impressionist.
Hi Walker, She is rather camouflaged, huh? I liked that her coloring is so much like her surroundings. Guess that is why she is such a successful predator.
She is quite the hunter!
Just discovered this site! I remember Selma well. And in 1964-65 I was a student at Judson College. I was REAL familiar with Selma back then. So was the whole country.
Cats are so funny! No telling what she will drag up next!
They must love you a lot to bring you nice gifts. We get a bird once in a while, nothing exciting.
Welcome to Selma via the web, Marian! Glad to have you join us.
The gifts are why our kitty remains INDOORS. I know that within that sweet lazy housecat lies the heart of a deadly predator. I can't take the carnage.
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