Adorable animals thread - Actual

Bear Ribs

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Be forewarned, Jeff looked at the outdoors in much the same way a hungry teenage boy would look at an unguarded refrigerator: "It's lunchtime". Many of the photos are graphic.
 

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Be forewarned, Jeff looked at the outdoors in much the same way a hungry teenage boy would look at an unguarded refrigerator: "It's lunchtime". Many of the photos are graphic.

My cousin late giant cat killed rats and gave them to owner,once gave her pheasant,and few times bring snacks from neighbour house.
When my late giant cat was unable to kill anything except small spiders.Sniff,sniff.
 

bintananth

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My cousin late giant cat killed rats and gave them to owner,once gave her pheasant,and few times bring snacks from neighbour house.
When my late giant cat was unable to kill anything except small spiders.Sniff,sniff.
Ours was Fluffy. A 28lb Maine Coon that people sometimes mistook for a bobcat. Sweetest cat you could imagine unless you happened to be one of our neigbour's Dashunds.
 
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Ours was Fluffy. A 28lb Maine Coon that people sometimes mistook for a bobcat. Sweetest cat you could imagine unless you happened to be one of our neigbour's Dashunds.

My was Cyrus the Great./mother was persian,father unknown/ ,23lb.And still could not hunt even one mice or bird,althought tried many times.
 

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I have a pair of cats who are very odd hunters. Both are good at catching mice but not at eating them. Actually, they seem to have some sort of catch-and-release program going on as they invariable manage to let the mouse escape playing with it.

I've started locking them in the shower whenever they have a mouse so it can't get out so easily. It's the only way to get them to kill it.

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bintananth

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My was Cyrus the Great./mother was persian,father unknown/ ,23lb.And still could not hunt even one mice or bird,althought tried many times.
One of my distant cousins had Scotty and Danger. Scotty was 22lbs of "I don't like you." Danger was a Russian Blue just as big who never met a lap he didn't want to sleep on.
 

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Sadly, I didn't get a picture of it ...

When I woke up from my lunchtime nap my ankles were crossed with my right foot resting on the passenger side mirror housing and against the A-pillar. A preying mantis was peeking over the mirror housing and staring at me from between my ankles.

It had probably eaten or scared off all of the flies and wasps which said "hi" to the remnants of my lunch. It might have been saying "thanks for the lunch buffet."
 

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