These past few weeks I have come to realize that my precious Mimi is not the cat I thought she was. My little lady, my sweet cuddly ball of love, my “executive assistant” that follows me everywhere. Turns out, she’s some sort of cat secret agent. You see, we have always given credit to Winston for littering my front doorstep and lawn with his various wild offerings…everything from lizards to snakes, birds to small rodents. But Winston went missing for over a week (long story, but he is okay.) However, the lizards still showed up with the daily paper. A small bird carcass was found during the boys’ backyard adventures. Ds2 swore he saw Mimi run across the yard with a snake in her mouth. I dismissed all these rumors. My little precious Mimi could not have anything to do with this mayhem!
And then there is this. Eyewitnesses and digital proof that my Mimi is indeed a critter getter. My two oldest boys came home one night from fishing and found Mimi with a baby mole, tossing him in the air and having the time of her life. Sigh. No denying it now. The little girl I cuddle with every evening is running secret deadly missions every night.
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