I’ve spent the last half hour at the window, watching Max (our cat) expertly catch, play with and — eventually — kill an unfortunate mouse.
From a strictly moral standpoint I suppose I should have intervened to stop this gory spectacle, but from an entertainment viewpoint it was an excellent night’s viewing. Isn’t Mother Nature wonderful? It’s like God’s version of Zone Reality.
The only problem is, now Max is sitting at the door wanting to come in… AND HE STILL HAS IT IN HIS MOUTH!