EW EW EW EW, EW!

Dear Minko,
Bringing in the half-dead male cardinal first thing Saturday morning wasn't enough, was it? You looked so disgusted when Daddy came out to the kitchen and yelled, "SHIT" and put your now-dead prey outside and then cleaned up all the feathers. This was only after having yelled, "Oh shit" in the living room because Pepper didn't get outside in time.

I did mean it when I told you that I'd much rather you caught moles and mice than song birds. But I really don't want to see them.

And that certainly doesn't mean that I want you to bring them inside to finish playing with them to death in the comfort of the kitchen. No. Thank god I slammed the window shut in time. You gave me such an indignant look. *sigh* Good kitty. Yes, kill moles rather than song birds. BUT PLEASE, not in front of me, ok?

Love,
Mommy


Poor little thing, even though they're such a nuisance in the yard. Poor little brave fella; even after Minko dropped him and he was too stunned to move, he jumped up and raised his little front claws to try to defend himself.

Great, now I'm feeling sorry for moles.