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Let’s end the week on *the cat*

A beast so talented he can roll over and lick his paw at the same time.

This angle doesn’t quite show how fat this boy is. We told the vet it’s not our fault. He doesn’t eat people food. He doesn’t eat treats (can you imagine a cat that spurns Dreamies?). He only gets Iam’s dry kibble and he isn’t hugely fond of that.

It’s bunnies. A pendulous belly composed entirely of adorable baby bunnies he catches himself.

Sometimes we hear the screams. Sometimes we only find disgusting lumps of flesh and fur. And sometimes, surely, they vanish completely without us knowing a thing about it.

The vet didn’t seem worried. I suppose it’s a self-limiting problem. If he gets fat enough, he won’t be able to catch them.

Have a good weekend!


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 18, 2023, 9:48 pm

Song of the contented Cat:

It’s sunny, sunny, sunny
And I’ve got yummy, yummy, yummy
Baby bunny, bunny, bunny
in my tummy, tummy, tummy!


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: August 19, 2023, 1:05 am

Little kitty fufu
Running through the garden
Scooping up the bun buns
And inviting them for dinner

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: August 19, 2023, 3:39 pm

timid move in grass
detected by watchful eyes
outcome: ingestion

Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: August 19, 2023, 6:50 pm

My sister is continually enraged at the rabbits which eat her flowers and vegetables. Sometimes she rushes outside and squirts them with the garden hose. She would love to have him around here.

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