My Homicidal Cats

They look perfectly innocent here but do not be fooled. Just ask the latest poor birdie that got in the house. Yip, another bird made it's way into our basement, this one was not so lucky. 

 It happened last week when I was sick.  It was another dreary day and I was feeling pretty icky so after  I did a few chores I headed back to bed for a nap. I was snoozing away when both cats ran in the room and jumped up on my bed. I sat up to see what the heck was going on when to my horror I saw the limp bird body clutched firmly in Corny's mouth. Fritz was circling around... he really wanted that bird. I gave a holler and they took off up the stairs. I scrambled out of bed, shuffled into my slippers and took off after them. I had visions of blood and guts all over my new living room rugs.  The hall way was littered with antique tins and candy containers that usually  sit on the shelves.  This did not make me happy, I pushed them out of the way with my foot and continued my feline pursuit.

I rush into the living room, the television is blaring at top volume, the man of the house is reclining in his recliner wrapped up in his leopard print snuggy, soda and peanuts on the table beside him, not at all fazed by the dashing and crashing going on around him.   I fill the room with swear words and yell for him to get up and help me catch the damn cats.  I have been married to this man for 45 years and have never heard him utter a single swear word.... I guess he figures I swear enough for both of us. 

I hear the cats in the kitchen and yell for/at my beloved hubby to give me a hand. We head into the kitchen, there they are under the table, I block the door, hubby grabs up Corny, removes the poor lifeless little bird body, opens the back door, flings the carcass  out on a snow drift and goes back to his recliner. 

Now I am huffing and puffing, muttering to myself and follow him back into the living room  and ask "Did you not know there was a bird in the house?"  "Sure" he says "It flew in here, I didn't know how to catch it so I let the cats do it." and he goes back to munching peanuts.  Now you know why I swear.