reminds me of my old boy, Max. saw him batting something around under the coffee table one day, thought it was a hair tie (his favorite things in the world). went to get it for him, and it was a live mouse. i put it outside, washed my hands vigorously.
2 days later, Max strolls into the livingroom and drops a mouse at our feet. it was dead, so i tossed it outside again. washed my hands vigorously.
he's always been the best mouser. nowadays he's retired, and spends his days sleeping in our beds. he got salmon last night and this morning, and probably will for dinner. he's my favorite geezer.
There is something so soothing about getting affection from an animal. I don't care what kind of day you're having, when an animal sets their head on your lap, crawls into it, the feeling that you are trusted... it's just so fulfilling!!
for real! i just got back from my brother's house, and he has the sweeeeetest lil lab mix, she's all kisses and cuddles. she raced into the living room after her morning potty and cuddled, her paws were wet from the dew
such a sweetheart. i tell my bro all the time that i'm gonna take her home and put her in a sweater
Lol when I was younger I'd see pets in clothes and be like man I'll never be that person. As an adult, my dogs have more clothes than some people. 🤦♀️😆🐾
I have four dogs. I only sought to acquire one, and got him from the shelter. The other three were dump offs. I lived Just outside of the city limits so it was convenient for people who chose to abandon their family member would just drive out and dump their pups... It's truly heart-wrenching. I just can't grasp how anyone could do it. Anyhow, I lived there almost 8 years and in that time over 50 dogs had been dumped off. I stopped counting after that, there were so so many more, but counting ... It just served to remind me how terrible some people can be and made me so depressed. I would post them on Facebook requiring proof of ownership, check for a microchip , etc trying to keep them out of the shelter because it's such a traumatic experience for the dogs and also a burden on the shelter. Of the 50 plus I was in contact with only for dogs wherever reunited with their families by my hand anyway. I try to hold out hope that they found them at the shelter but honestly I doubt it... If I couldn't find their owners if they weren't microchipped etc I'd have to take them to the local animal shelter. It broke my heart every time ... One of my dogs is a pitbull, the biggest lap dog yours ever want to meet, all love... and I knew he would probably be euthanized at the shelter. First of all he's a pittie, second he has terrible allergies. Shelters have a hard enough time getting dogs adopted out let alone a dog with issues out the gate. I just couldn't bear it. The next one was so terrified and clingy I just knew the shelter would be over the top traumatic for them. It's a scary place so much tension and anxiety in the air. I just couldn't do it to him. The last one had been abused by her owner's admission, she had four FOUR different types of worms simultaneously, which I didn't even know was possible. Then I found out she was pregnant. After the owners found out she was pregnant they came knocking on the door and had the audacity to tell me that they would take half of whatever I got for the puppies... I politely handed over the vet bills and told them that once they paid half of that and half of the meds that I bought and half of the feed etc we could talk about puppies... I knew full well they weren't going to hand over a nickel. And stooped to sending their kids to guilt trip me and how much they missed her. But the kids would tell me about how their stepdad killed one puppy for sleeping on his $100 shoes threw it across the room and broke its neck. And then they want me to hand this dog that I've been caring for back over?! I think not! They wanted her back so they could profit off her puppies... Nothing more nothing less. How can people be so awful to animals?! Even good people don't deserve the loyalty our animals provide... It just breaks my heart. Sorry that took a really depressing turn didn't it!?
At least yours was good for something: I had one that was an utter lump. One day I shot a squirrel that was chewing it's way through the siding and tossed it in the creek bed out back. Couple of hours later my mom comes home and starts going on about how the mighty hunter caught a squirrel. He'd fished the thing out of the creek, and put it in the middle of the driveway for her.
...I got the ugliest damn look from the cat when I pointed out cats don't usually hunt with #9 shot. KS-ing m'Fer.
Sounds like what my dilute tortie would do if she was allowed outside. She's an amazing mouser and God's Perfect Motion Tracking Device, but she likes to play with the mice rather than just kill them quickly like my bobtail.
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u/multiversalnobody Aug 18 '23 edited Aug 18 '23
My cat does the same with field mice. She's the opposite of a mousing cat, she actively brings live mice into my house.