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Hot cross bun

It’s Summertime, the season when we wake to find bunny bits strewn across the livingroom floor. It’s 50 shades of disgusting.

We think we can tell which one did for ’em. The old boy, former feral, eats his buns and leaves only fragments. Welly, a young and pampered beast, completely loses interest when prey stops moving. Worst is when one or t’other brings them in alive and drops them on the floor to scamper about in panic.

This little peep was lucky. Uncle B managed to throw a box over him until the boys lost interest. We later released him to wriggle away in the undergrowth looking largely unhurt. Which isn’t to say they won’t find him again.

Interesting. They were definitely hunting together this time.


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: June 14, 2021, 8:26 pm

I’ve taken to referring to them as Ronnie and Reggie…

Comment from durnedyankee
Time: June 14, 2021, 8:44 pm

We have bobcats lurking who leave only the innards, which, fortunately, the pomchees aren’t interested in dining on.

But brother are they interested until they’re disposed of.

And needless to say the chees don’t go out alone because I really don’t need to find they’re innards laying about.

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: June 15, 2021, 12:22 pm

The bottom of my plexiglass front door is yucky with slobber where my (otherwise charming) Chihuahua has vowed to kill the rabbits that come into our yard for silflay. You wouldn’t believe what she said to the UPS man a few days ago.

I should clean the door, but I leave it there like a hobo sign, to warn other rabbits and birds: You are not safe.

Comment from Mitchell
Time: June 15, 2021, 2:13 pm

My cat Prudence is too fat and slow to catch anything. Also, she is declawed which makes it difficult (previous owner). Doesn’t stop her from trying though!

Comment from BJM
Time: June 15, 2021, 2:45 pm

@Deborah…LOL! “Hobo sign”…our house has a long gallery/hallway with floor-to-ceiling windows. There is a Springer height line that resembles Morse code written in dog snot. It’s pointless to clean them off, but the cleaning lady will not be denied clean windows. New Yorker cartoonist George Booth perfectly summed up life with dogs.

Comment from Anonymous
Time: June 15, 2021, 2:58 pm

@BJM—Beorge Booth was right! I love Springers 🙂

Comment from durnedyankee
Time: June 15, 2021, 6:22 pm

@Deborah – when we take ours for walks, we have to constantly discipline them as they inform other home owners that said owners have absolutely NO right to be in their own yards, or come out of their own houses as we’re going by.

Lucy the Chihuahua merely advances on them and stares at said people. We have not yet been able to interpret the message she thinks she’s sending, apart perhaps from a polite and quiet version of ‘what are you doing on my street?’ which the hooligan pomchees express in hooligan fashion (I’ve always admired the Soviet/Russian use of variations on the word hooligan when talking about Americans rioting behaving in a mostly peaceful fashion)

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: June 15, 2021, 9:10 pm

@BJM — I have a good friend who is so genteel she cannot bring herself to use that “S” word. When referring to window encrustations (especially in her Chevy Suburban) she calls it doggie nose spit.

On the plus side, cats don’t do that.
On the minus side, cats do hairballs.

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