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Just read this story on the BBC News website. Man, I don’t wan to live in a world like this! People are f*cking sick and f*cked up!! Please be aware this story is about animal cruelty. If you are easily upset, you might not want to read it.
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This was how I found my baby girl last night when I went to bed. That is the view from the little void open from the wardrobe doors. Little Miss Princess was on the shelf where all the towels are, moulting her hair all over them.
Although she is a total minx, I love her to bits. OK everybody, after me… AAAWWWWW!
This is the result of two nights work of Chrissy protesting against being taken off the computer chair. At night she’s meant to be in her Dr Jekyll mode. . .but for the last two nights she’s still been Hyde well after midnight. Naughty puss!
We have a new little resident in our garden. On Wednesday night I was watching TV and Chrissy our cat was asleep on the lounge next to me when we both heard a noise from outside. It wasn’t a particularly breezy night, so I knew it wasn’t a gust of wind blowing something over. My partner Em went out to have a look and there, right by the front door was a little hedgehog, helping himself to what was left of the cat food put out for Kitty (one of the neighbourhood cats). Em put some more food out for him and some fresh water as well.
Last night he returned (right outside the front door again, as if demanding food!), and I went out to see him too. He’s a little one, so I hope we can help him fatten up before hibernation. He was happily munching away last night until Em opened the door. He got a little scared, but his tactics are to stay still rather than run. At least it gave us a photo opportunity.About a week ago now, we (me and my partner) saw a little tiny fry (baby fish) in our tropical tank. When we set up the tank last year we bought several mollies, a few tetras and a male guppy. The very next day we had fry! The mollies had just let their kids drop overnight! We ended up with 6 or 7 surviving fry, but over time they have fallen ill and died. The tetras and guppy went the same way too. All we had left was one single molly. Now, we assumed initially that this a fry from the molly that was left. We though it was a bit of miracle seeing as the molly hadn’t had company for so long, but it’s not beyond the realms for mollies to incubate eggs for several months.
The fry was very, very small when first spotted, but within the last week has grown somewhat. As of yesterday, it has now become obvious that Stevie (named after Stephen Fry – fry=small fish, hence Stevie) is in actual fact a TETRA! We’ve not had a tetra in the tank since around Xmas, and there has been several tank cleans that have taken place since then. And unlike mollies who are live-bearing fish, tetras lay eggs. So, given all this, Stevie is truly a miracle fish!!
As you can see he is a little fish. The pic is a bit blurry, but you can’t get fish to stay still for you!!
Yesterday a nasty thing happened. I only heard the effects of it, but Em saw what had resulted in it. Around about mid-day yesterday we heard what sounded like a bird, screaming. I thought the inevitable must have happened and the bird had been caught by one of the Hitler cats that hang around our patch (they are called Hitler cats because they are black and white and have varying designs of “Hitler” moustaches on their faces). Sure enough, as Em went outside to investigate, she saw one said Hitler cat with a bird by its wing in the cats mouth. Em tried to get close to the cat to make it drop the bird, but the cat ran off, still with the bird in its mouth.
I knew that this was on the cards because the previous day I had witnessed the same cat very nearly catch another bird, despite the bird being in the relative safety of a bird table. The table is around 170cm tall at the tables base…and around the pole leading up to the table is a piece of non-stick plastic piping to prevent cats, squirrels, etc. from being able to climb the pole. It stands away from anything else that could be used to “prop up” any other animals entry into the house. Well, that didn’t stop Hitler cat. It just, from a sitting position, took a leap and managed to reach the base of the bird table and very nearly swipe a bird. The only thing that saved the bird was that the cat was air born and it had to reach for the side of the bird table to stop plummeting back down to Earth.
I dearly love both cats and birds, but if nothing else shows the force of nature over nurture in this world, surely the concept that Felis Silvestris Catus STILL, after thousands of years of domesticity, STILL wants to hunt birds is not clear evidence that nature wins, then I don’t know what does!
It’s tragic because while I was in Oz, I spent time watching my mums neighbours’ cat who showed almost no interest at all in birds, despite them coming within inches of it. It just did not care.