The Further Adventures of the Great Furry Hunter

[pfloyd]

So you've read the first installment, where Julius managed to catch a lil' frien', but it escaped.
Now you'll know the rest of the story.

Yesterday, at about 500pm, I get a call on my mobile from Colleen, who's freaking out. I thought Marcus had done a tumble or something.
Well, as it turns out, Julius found his lil' frien' again -- and proceeded to play with it. Here's the kicker -- Julius croaked the little bugger!
Hooray for the Great Furry Hunter!

Now, Colleen was still in a state of panic, mixed with cathartic laughter. She didn't know what to do with it. She didn't want it dead, but I told her it was the price for its stupidity for showing its face again when he knows there's a 22-lb Maine Coon with paws bigger than it still present.
She didn't know what to do with the body. I told her to get some paper towels, pick it up, put it in a plastic bag, and it will go out with the trash. Unceremonious, I know. Plus, we had already done the "release into the wild" thing with the previous two, having one snuff it isn't a bad thing.

So now Julius is the hero of the house. Mom-in-law is bringing up a special catnip toy for him later this week when she comes to visit. I've been giving him lots of scritches for a job well done.

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[ryoga77.livejournal.com]

We flushed 2 pet mice when they died of heat exhaustion. They were stupid to keep using the wheel while my hubby left em out to get some sun and forgot all about them.