My latest hunt

So I am always on the hunt. There are plenty of critters around here to catch. But this is a new one, even for me.
Caught a weasel.
Now I'm not gonna tell ya where I caught it. Don't want ya moving in on my turf. But I had the vermin in the garage when the folks pulled in. I carried my prize out and around the side of the garage. The folks told me I done good. They went in and came back out with their camera boxes.
They sure were proud of me for catching that weasel. 'Dopted Daddy said they can play heck in the chicken house. They are ornery things.
This one I caught was still moving and kinda kicking when I took it back in the garage for the photo shoot the folks wanted.
Sorry about the way they turned out. I let them take pictures of the dood while I had a bit to eat.
They told me I should dispatch the critter since he was still kicking. But I let 'Dopted Daddy do the deed. I was busy eating and 'Dopted Mommy didn't want the thing coming back to life and running around the garage.

Just a day in life around here for the Great White Hunter.

She took my snack!

Me and my two sisters live outside. We go into the garage at night time. We have a litter box, food and a heated water dish. We also have a large box with a ton of covers in there to sleep and snuggle in.
'Dopted Mommy (the one the little dog calls Sister) came out to tuck us in. She made sure we had food and water. She fluffed our covers.
That is when she found it.
She found a mouse butt. It was kinda flat. I was saving that mouse butt for a snack later on. Or maybe he was flat because he had be napped on. But 'Dopted Mommy touched it when she was fluffing.
She is pretty cool. She didn't let out a girly scream or wet her pants or nothing. She figured since she had already touched it, surprised like, she might as well grab the thing and throw it away.
That's the way it is around here. Easy come and easy go. I will just have to catch me more mousies tomorrow. Maybe I can hide them better next time.

I will be alright

So I just got back from the vet.
That rood dood took my temperature. But I was a good soldier and didn't put up a fuss. Since 'dopted Mommy just noticed me limping last night, my temperature wasn't too high. The vet told us I came in before it got too bad.
Then the guy listened to my healthy heart. I keep in shape.
Then he shaved some of the fur offa my back foot so he could see the bad place. I even held pretty still for that. I got a little restless while the peeps discussed what they could and should do for me to get my foot better.
I got a shot of Auntie Bi O'tic and some pain killer. With the shot now I don't have to take any medicine at home. The 'dopted Mommys are supposed to keep my foot clean by washing or wiping it. I don't wanna wear no stinking baby sock or bandages. 'Dopted Mommy knows that would be a waste of time and energy trying to put something on my foot while it heals.
So I am home and I'm gonna hang out in the garage. I had a bite to eat and I will probably take a good nap now.
I will be good to go in a few days. I hope my sisters can keep up with the critter hunting without me.

I'm injured

I was out on a top secret mission and I got injured.
My right hind foot is swollen and 'dopted Mommy can see a kind of a cut thing on my foot.
She's gonna call the house call vet to come out and look me over.
I will probably have to take some medicine.
Right now, I am taking bed rest on the work bench in our garage. I will let my sisters take care of the critter control for a day or two.

I'll be there

Every night me and my 2 sisters sleep in the garage. Someone will come out and call to us and we know it's time to come in. I am a good soldier and am usually the first one in.
Last night I was last. I had a good reason.
Hunting. Good hunting.
I could hear the human sister calling me. Yeah, I call her 'Dopted Mommy. She had no idea where I was. I couldn't call to her because I was waiting to pounce on the gopher.
When I got the gopher I carried him to the garage. 'Dopted Mommy waited for me to eat the gopher. Then she let me go in the garage for the night.
Just a snack before bedtime.

Graphic

Warning: graphic entry. If you have a sissy, weak stomach you better go fix yourself a cup of tea and not read my entry. Serious.


Me and my two sisters are good hunters. I am better than them but they pull their share of the work stalking them little vermines.
Sometimes we leave body parts laying around. You can usually find some innards in the garage. There is one little part of the mouse that we always leave. It doesn't taste good. Sometimes we leave mouse parts outside. Yeah, it freaks out 'dopted Mommy to suddenly see the little mouse butt laying there but then she gets a broom and sweeps the stuff out for the magpies to come and clean up. Those birds are really into recycling. They eat lots of carp.
So we aren't 'fessing up but one of us left part of a mouse in the garage. A mouse with no head or torso. A mouse sitting up on it's back legs. I kid you not. I can post pictures, if you can take it. I don't want to skeer the kiddies and sissies out there.
Can't say if that mouse was sitting up, putting up a fight and got chomped. Or maybe that is just how it wound up when one of us got full o' mouse. But Big 'dopted Daddy saw the mouse first. He thought it was so cool that he called 'dopted Mommy out to take a look. Then she went and got her camera. They laughed and marveled at how the mouse was still sitting up.
The folks appreciate our work we do around here.

I won't post the picture unless one of you ask me to. I don't want you to throw up in your mouths or on your computers. It could be considered gross but to us around here it's just a fact of life. Proof we are doing our jobs.

Pathetic

We got gophers. The whole county has gophers. It's bad. The critters are making a mess in the farmers' fields. They burrow under the roads and cause big ol' potholes.
I do my fair share getting those gopher critters that are around my area.
I was out checking out the field where the farmer has planted wheat. Somebody put up a little blue flag. There was a hole there. Gopher was down there. Last evening after it was time for me and my 2 sisters to go into the garage for the night, there was a black feral tomcat checking out that hole with a flag. I could see him through the window in my garage in case you are wondering how I knew he was out there.
Turns out some guys came around this morning and checked on the gopher trap they put down the hole and marked with a blue flag. They took that gopher out of the hole. He was in a little trap. They pitched him into the back of their pickup truck. Now they are out checking other traps or else they are setting up more traps.
What a pathetic way to catch a gopher.

My Birthday

Yeah, today I am 7 years old.
I think I will catch a mess of gophers and then kick back and relax.

Got brushed

I had to get my butt brushed. According to the Mom lady my butt was disgusting.
No Klingons right now. Something else. Something that comes from Catching so many critters and Eating them.
This next part ain't for the little squeamish doggies.

I have tapeworm.
Little white rice-like bits stick on my hairy butt. That is the sign of a great hunter. None of that sissy catch and release carp. I kill and eat my prey. And so I get the tapeworm. Comes from the fleas of the little critters I Catch and Eat. It's a fact of life for an outdoorsy cat like me.

In a few days I will take a couple of tapeworm tablets. I need a couple 'cause I am so big. Then I won't have tapeworm. For a day or two. I will get it again because I Catch and Eat so many critters.

Bet you sissy doggies Never had tapeworm!

This here is for the EG and Zaidie puppies

Here is what a real deal muskrat looks like:
Here is a real live muskrat dood


And don't wet your pants


Graphic alert! You will be skeered