Ellie the innocent, or not?
My cat is a killer. I have four cats, so let me specify that Ellie is a killer. I woke up this morning to the sounds of Ellie and Cupcake playing with something in my bathroom. The dog, Debo, looked on curiously but didn’t interfere, because even a pit bull ain’t gonna mess with a killer cat. Now, this isn’t the first time Ellie has killed something. I’ve found dead lizards a plenty, a mouse or two, and more than a few birds.
This time, it was a bird she had dragged in, brutally murdered, and then, in true psyochpathic fashion, she ate the bird. I woke up to the sounds of her not just playing with the dead carcass, but the occasional crunch as she butchered it and got to the meat.
Look at her. Isn’t she just the picture of innocence?
Did she get upset when I took the remains out of her mouth? Literally, from her mouth. Or when I cleaned the bathroom floor with that smelly (to her, I’m sure) lavender scented bleach? Yes.
She forgave me as soon as I gave her some treats, though.
In other news, I made a few more small updates to my site. Slowly, steadily, I will get everything set up. There’s an actual “About” page now, for one thing. And I added another old fanfiction story to the site.
That’s all for tonight. Thanks for stopping by! Hope everyone has a good evening, night, and day.