Good afternoon. Smitty here. Today I'm speaking from my natural habitat and my natural hunting stance.
I was perusing the news this morning, and I ran across this interesting story. Here's a direct quote:
According to the research, published Tuesday in the journal Nature Communications, cats kill between 1.4 billion and 3.7 billion birds and between 6.9 billion and 20.7 billion small mammals, such as meadow voles and chipmunks.Huh.
And here's what I have to say about that: This is a problem because . . . ?
There certainly is no shortage of mice, voles, and other small mammals where I live. And I have the body count to prove it.
I can't comment for my feline brethren and sistern (I'm looking at you, Gracie) who go in for birds. They're too dry and feathery for my taste. Give me a tender cut of mouse any day of the week and leave the poultry for the pussies.
Just for today, I've given up on catnip. That stuff will rot your brain and make your eyes wild. Still, getting high is a lot of fun, so this morning I climbed up this tree just to remind myself that a cat can be high on life.
Then, while I was up there, I got a high-flying idea. Do you know that from this branch you can jump all the way over to...
here? Whoa! Cool!
Wow! You can see a long ways from up here! Glad I remembered to bring my camera!
Only one problem. The only way down ...
Hm. I might need to rethink my strategy.