I often joked about Marlowe being kinda dumb and not being capable of catching and bringing us "presents"... BUT I WAS KIDDING, DAMMIT. Leave it to Marlowe to not understand sarcasm. This terrifying sight (and smell) was what I encountered when I headed to my room for sleepingtimes. UNDER MY BED, cat? REALLY? Jeez.
2 comments:
ewww! good timing, marlowe. leave dead animals in hiding spots when it's 100+ degrees out!
Sad sparrow...is DEAD. Way to go, cat--maybe a veggie offering next time? Zucchini can be a challenge to hunt too!
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