I was cleaning out the cat box this morning, when I saw a squirrel on the ground behind me. It was bounding away like squirrels do towards the house with its bushy tail up. I thought that squirrel must be either injured or stupid to be on the ground, moving towards a nest of cats. And sure enough, it attracted the attention of Emma. Emma is my yard cat, she used to be my brother's cat, now she considers herself guardian of my yard. I've never seen her catch a mouse though: she prefers to kill birds. Now she fancies that squirrel. She pounced on it and held it in her mouth, while the squirrel was squealing away for its life. I said, "Hey, you're supposed to kill mice not squirrels!" So I put the cat box down and went to grab Emma by the scruff of her neck. The squirrel was squeaking and crying while in the clutches of Emma's mouth... yes, there were tears running from its eyes. I told Emma to let it go, and she dropped it. It played dead for a few seconds, then flipped over and bounded away into my baby mangoes then disappeared. Now there's nowhere for a squirrel to hide among my baby mangoes, as you can see from the photo. I marked where the squirrel vanished. Even Emma went to look for it at the spot where it vanished, but she couldn't find it.
Hey Natty! How are you feeling, my dear? Are you ready for the next round? I don't want you to worry so much Sweetie, because I'm with you. Just try to have fun, be safe, and please pray.
Pina, you're the only girl I know who looks cute with red eye. Your friends look like they are about to devour anything that crossed their path. Don't you have a red eye neutralizer app in your cell phone?
