I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaate cats! *UPDATED at bottom of thread*
 

Well, not really, but you'll understand why I say that after this story.

So my boything and I were semi-asleep this morning when I felt my little monster kitty jump into bed which he often does in the morning because he gets some sort of sadistic pleasure of waking me up.

So anyway, I feel him walk in between boything and I, and drop something, probably one of his little toys he is always bringing for me to throw for him. (He likes to play fetch)

So I reach over towards the item he dropped and grope around the bed in the dark for a bit. Suddenly my hand comes in contact with something WET, SQUISHY, FURRY and TAILED!!!!!!

I fling it across the room and start SHRIEKING at the top of my lungs. Boything bolts out of bed and flips on the light to find yours truly balled up in a little corner of the bed wailing my head off at a very high pitch. Finally I calm down enough that my boyfriend can tell what the hell I'm shrieking about.

He's able to locate the (thankfully) dead little rodent which he disposes of outside. He also manages to calm me down enough to go back asleep for a little bit.

However tomorrow I am going hunting and I am going to TEAR my house apart looking for where the little bloody fuc*ers got in since they cats have no way to get out side to bring them in from there.

I'm sorry I couldn't help myself... I snickered... lol we were out at a friends place last weekend and his friends live on a massive property... i'm lying on the floor with one of the other chicks whilst the boys are getting pissed when all of a sudden amy (other chick) zooms out to the kitchen and shrieks (quietly, kids were sleeping lol) for Daniel to get it out! I was clueless until i spotted... the cat. With a dead bunny hanging from it's mouth!! THEN! The dog (silky terrier) spots it and they spend the next hour growling at each other until i smack 'em both and tell them to get out... all fine, couldn't see the rabbit (out of sight out of mind)... amy went to bed, i lay down on the couch and slept only to be awakened by crunch crunch crunch of cat eating said bunny NEXT TO MY FACE!!!!!!! I ran out and told Daniel and my partner Anthony if they didn't get rid of it in the next ten seconds, someone was going to die... :D

I sympathise!

Ewww to both of you.

At least your cat can catch rodents Aidey. I had some mice in my house last winter and my cat never caught any, we had to use traps. He would probably just run away from them lol.

Ouch! I'm laughing until I choke!

Before my uncle out in the desert decided he didn't like me any more, my husband and I went out there for a few weekend visits. They have 8 cats. So often we'd get up in the morning to find a dead kangaroo rat, or better yet just the leg of one, somewhere on the floor. It was funny to get up in the morning and see how many of the cats had curled up around my husband where he slept on the sofa, I think the record was five of them. Cats just adore my husband.

At 18, my cat is too old to go outside. He loves to watch birds. The day a heron went across the greenspace behind our home, the cat just watched awestruck. It was so sweet.

Our cat also does a "feed me dance" an hour or two before the alarm goes off. Jumps on the bed, meows in my face, moves to the nightstand, meows in my face, jumps down to the wood flooring with a distinct thump-thump. He used to wake me up by threatening to knock my glasses off the night stand but I learned to put them away.

Have fun searching for the mouse holes!

Thats funny but i do hate the sound of my dog crunching on chicken wings so i know how you feel.

*snorts*

Isaid it last night and i will say it again
bahahahahaahahahha

*composes self*
Sorry.
Did I mention how much I love your boy kitty.
Oh and I think you might have just discovered a way to wake boything up when he sleeps through his alarm clock.:yeah:

Awww i Aaaawed at the 18 year old cat. Its brought a lump to my throat. Couldnt you get him a half dead rodent to play with just so he feels like he still "got it in him"??

My cat Ray had a penchant for catching frogs. He loved em. They would arive with skin unbroken and then be ceremonially batted around the living room infront of us for our amusement. The frog would be removed, Ray would look disgusted and then come sit on you and stare with his tongue out!

He brought in birds and mice too but frogs were favorite. Aaaw i miss not having cats. Cant have one here as EVERYONE in the house hates them. My dad shoots them with his catapult (befitting i guess) and i hate it!

Kim, you aren't sorry at all, don't even pretend :P

Matthew, my old cat once brought in 9 voles in one day and dropped them all at a little pile at the bottom of the ladder to my loft. Then after collecting them all, she proceeded to start eating them.

The crunching noise is just awful *shudders*

ha Okies, I wont. *shrugs*

Our 18 year old cat never liked rodents, it is always birds. If he sees a bug crawl across the floor he bats at it then asks us to rescue him.
He is very good at chasing down dirty dishes and pre-rinsing them for us!

How can someone not like cats?

You LOVE cats. And I love your cats even more for giving you such a lovely wake up this morning. =]

aw Aidey .... you should feel HONOURED that your little kitty was presenting you with an early morning pressie!

He LURRRRRRVES YOUUUUUU, but you went and SHRIEKED at the little guy!!

The poor little boy's feelings were probably very hurt after all of that .... dont you know that is a major compliment for a cat to reward you with one of their catches?

He was telling you - 'Dont worry about getting me brekkie this morning Mum .... coz I caught my OWN, and i'm willing to SHARE!'

*snickers*

I wasn't shrieking at the little monster, I was shrieking at the mouse!

the dead, bloody, mushy mouse! in my bed! at 7 in the morning!

*shudders*

That used to happen to me. My old kitty used to bring me half ate gophers and mice and rats. Or whole ones. And he'd leave them by my bedroom door so I'd step on them when I was going in or out of it. And he'd just sit there looking so proud of himself.

I wasn't too pleased.

Gophers!!!! Aren't gophers like the size of a cat?!

Or maybe I'm thinking of a ground hog?

I dunno.

Youshould be proud of him. He bought you a present.
An just think, if he didnt, by nowyou could have had like 30 of them under your floor boards.

THEY FOUND ANOTHER ONE!!!!!

And they haven't caught it yet and it's running around ALIVE!!!!


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Mousekebabs!!!!

:|
*is honestly not laughing*

Its your own fault anyway. If you hadnt have told the poor little kitty off for catching the first one, he would hav already caught the second one.