Killer Kat

A big, soft, purring bundle of fluff he may be when he's being brushed or stroked, but unfortunately his instinct is to kill certain creatures. I don't think he's ever caught a bird, thank goodness, but the local rodent population is somewhat diminished thanks due to Leo.

Last night I had to listen to the squeaking of his tiny victim while he tortured played with it, then to the crunching of its bones when he ate it. Ugh! 

Weekend again and I'm off home. Have a good one, blipmates.