Just an assortment of bugs...I just like to rip their little legs and wings off, I don't even eat them. If they don't die from the terror, the Woman usually finishes the job for me and then berates me for not at least eating them like a "real" cat.
Now, the other day there was a bird right outside the front door that I totally would have caught and killed, but the Man said it was hurt and the Woman went out and scooped it up in a plastic container and put it somewhere we couldn't see it. I didn't even get to sniff the container, because she threw it away after! What a freaking waste.
About Max
Max Thompson, other wise known as the Psychokitty, has been blogging about his view on the human condition at The Psychokitty Speaks Out and is also the author of several popular books.
Because his email frequently overflowed (fine, 2 or 3 letters a week) asking for his particular pearls of wisdom, he decided to make it easier for the masses to share in his feline font on knowledge.
So go ahead. Ask him a question. He'll answer almost anything.
Books I Wrote
clicking on The Rules cover.
You want them. You know you do.
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