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So there I was, on Sunday, kicking back on the couch with Marcus in my arms, listening to him calmly snoozing away.
I hear something take a tumble in the dining area. I figured it was Julius trying to get around to his dish and just knocked something over. No big deal.
A few seconds later, I see Julius calmly walking into the living area, stepping onto the big Middle Eastern blanket we use to demark Marcus' play area. I see him sit down and sort of hunch over, then start batting at something.
My mind suddenly goes into overdrive. WtF???
I slip Marcus down onto the couch (he stayed asleep, thank the Gods), and I see what Julius had brought -- a tiny mouse (the Rat Bastard!). He had actually carried it in his mouth!
The little thing scampered through the toys scattered on the blanket to get away. I tried to catch it in a plastic mold, but it was too quick. It must've escaped under the couch back to whence it came.
Since then, Julius has been called the Great Hunter. Lots of scritches to him.
Now we know he has the instinct within him.
Hopefully the little bugger is too scared now since he got caught, and is telling any of the others that the big cat isn't as stupid as they thought.
I hear something take a tumble in the dining area. I figured it was Julius trying to get around to his dish and just knocked something over. No big deal.
A few seconds later, I see Julius calmly walking into the living area, stepping onto the big Middle Eastern blanket we use to demark Marcus' play area. I see him sit down and sort of hunch over, then start batting at something.
My mind suddenly goes into overdrive. WtF???
I slip Marcus down onto the couch (he stayed asleep, thank the Gods), and I see what Julius had brought -- a tiny mouse (the Rat Bastard!). He had actually carried it in his mouth!
The little thing scampered through the toys scattered on the blanket to get away. I tried to catch it in a plastic mold, but it was too quick. It must've escaped under the couch back to whence it came.
Since then, Julius has been called the Great Hunter. Lots of scritches to him.
Now we know he has the instinct within him.
Hopefully the little bugger is too scared now since he got caught, and is telling any of the others that the big cat isn't as stupid as they thought.
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