Janet came home this morning from work and we were enjoying our normal morning routine of drinks on the deck, enjoying the cool of the day.
We were discussing some yard improvements and she wanted to show me exactly where she was thinking of putting a compost pile.
As we walked across the lawn, we both heard a squirrel in the hickory tree near the garage. Janet popped into the house and returned with a pellet rifle. As the little buggers have been chewing the siding on the garage, I encourage dead squirrels in the yard and cheer the two outside cats whenever they stalk/attack one of the fuzzy tailed tree rats.
This time, on the second shot, I was surprised to see a large squirrel tumble from the tree and hit the ground. A second shot to the head finished it off.
The two outside cats (Lil Bit and Mauly) came over to see what we were doing when they noticed the barely twitching tree rat. In a heart-beat, Mauly was all over the squirrel and carried it to the middle of the lawn, where she proceeded to play with it like a squeeky toy.
After she tired of this activity, she then proceeded to lick the squirrel clean of blood, evidently enjoying the taste.
At the point where the squirrel was looking decidely "ratty" and somewhat chewed, Mauly left the squirrel and Lil Bit took over. About 45 minutes later, both cats were "stuffed" and left the carcass for me to clean up. It was at this point I realized we're not dealing with normal cats.
Evidently Mauly is a vampire because all she took care of is the blood, and Lil Bit must be a zombie because she ate the head! It was kind of grotesque, the head skin looked like a deflated balloon, but there wasn't a tooth, bit of skull, piece of brain, bit of meat or even any blood on the ground when they were done.
So should I not nap in the hammock outside??? 