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I walk out to the car. The male cat is sleeping sprawled out on the sun warm metal roof. About 3-metres (10-feet) in front of the car in plain sight in the middle of the drive is a mouse. Sitting up nibbling something in its front paws.
I look at the cat. I look at the mouse. I tell the cat it's a lazy pitiful excuse for a carnivore; he stretches. I tell the mouse to move before it gets eaten or driven over: it nibbles.
I walk slowly towards the mouse. When I am about a metre away it scurries a couple of metres (so its again about 3-metres away) stops, sits up, and resumes nibbling. Its eating a piece of cat chow.
That means it has been on the back porch, where the cats' food dish is, and where the female cat has been in a chair for quite some time. It stole cat food from in front of one cat then took it out to eat in front of the other. Sheesh. And it wasn't overly bothered by me.
I heard a thump and looked around. The cat had jumped down beside the car and was sitting up with his tail wrapped over his front feet while he watched 'The Mouse and I'. Each time I walked towards the mouse it let me get within a pace before moving away and eating. We repeated this several times until, having finished the chow piece, and proven some arcane point, it vanished into the hedge.
The cat was still back at the car watching.
Sarah Atkinson: I am quite willing to believe (the superior mess with my head parts) - the 'wild' birds come peck on the window when the bird feeder is empty; the raccoons make a racket if 'their' water bucket is empty; the deer stop and look in the windows too but I have yet to figure out what they are training me do ...
i had an adorable but very greedy dog once, she used to love licking oven baking trays, the older and greasier the better.
one day we went to visit a friend, faye (said dog) wandered around her flat and finding the oven door open and an inviting tray there (one of those big ones used for roasting turkeys) she stuck her head in and licked away at it ...
no big deal, except that the owner had a snake, an 8 ft Python! whose habit it was to curl up in said tray - taking in the warmth! ... and yes it was curled up there while faye was enjoying herself, we watched and she even nuzzled the snake out of the way in order to get deeper into the tray
my friend couldn't believe it, she'd never known an animal not turn on its heel when confronted with the python, even when half asleep!
