Our cat, Isabelle, has been on my crap list for most of the summer. Generally, she is a joy, but she has been bringing "trophies" home at an alarmingly increasing rate. Usually it's bugs(live): crickets, cicadas, grass hoppers, praying mantises, etc. Occasionally, it's birds(dead).
Tuesday morning, it was a pleasant surprise.
We were delighted with it.
I was reminded of The Parable of the Grateful Cat. Strangley enough, comparing my best I have to offer to a dead meaty mouse really does make me feel better.
3 comments:
wow. that is so cool....did he hurt it so it couldn't fly or does it just like you?!?
I hadn't read the parable of the grateful cat. That's really good.
Did you take a picture of the grasshopper she brought? That thing was huge! It's amazing that the butterfly was still alive.
I also hadn't read that parable...it was great. :)
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