My fierce hunter.
Way back in the day...way way back in 2004 when I had no idea
3 little kitties had taken up residence in my yard, Mr Jinx
was the protector and provider. Of that there is no doubt in my mind.
Just a few days ago I was sitting in the den, all four of
the cats were gracing the catio which I can clearly see
and all of a sudden a flurry of commotion was going on.
I heard Mr Jinx thump up against the door
and then what I saw was him jump below the platform
and pounce. ON what I didn't know.
But I got up to investigate and he ran off towards the
living room. I looked outside thinking he had seen something
on the other side of the screen door, which is normally why
he thumps the door.
Finding nothing I went to find him in the house.
As I saw him sitting in the living room, he "meowed"
and I think he was announcing his "kill".
There on the floor, with small drips of blood
sat a very dead lizard.
Oh my.
You silly lizard you should have stayed outside.
You had four meat eaters in this house!
He was very proud of himself.
I on the other hand had to get the dustpan
to pick up a dead lizard and let some other
predator take off the body for lunch.
No photos although I thought about it but with
blood still on the floor I thought it better to clean up.
Mr Jinx strikes again!
