Looking at my photo (attached) you might think I�m yawning or screaming but I really don�t! What I�m doing thou is laughing out loud� at my human pets! You see, I live in a posh neighbourhood where everybody is minding their own business �.neighbours don�t share too much of a social life! I think my humans are the only ones enjoying the outdoors and once in a while a BBQ! It looks to me that my humans are the only ones eating meat on our street! I don�t know if the others are barbequing carrots but
I decided to teach my humans how to hunt for a fresh, juicy steak, sorry�mouse!
I must admit I totally failed! When I first came home with a fresh, still alive mouse my mummy screamed so hard that she scared the heck out of me and the mouse! So, I gave up on her. Next I tried my human daddy but I wasn�t any more successful than first time!
When I brought him a little bird to taste he was in such a shock that I really gasped in disbelief and the bird flew away! Phew! Damn it! I said to myself I�m not going to give up on him so easily! Next I brought him a baby rabbit! Do you think he was pleased or grateful? No! He yelled at me! Well, this was too much! Having enough of it I let the rabbit go! George, why are humans so difficult to train? I�d like to know what I did wrong that I failed so miserably. In the meantime I�m rolling on my back laughing out loud as I let my humans believe that all meat comes from the frozen section at the superstore!
Yours�.in disbelief
Bear
Dear Bear,
Humans are so ungrateful. I have over the course of several years presented my human with mice, shrews, rats (dead and alive), a dead weasel (really hard to catch), and several baby rabbits, some of them still alive. Like you, I have suffered from screams, yells and hysteria (over the live rat). It is extremely hurtful.
The live rat was my final effort to teach them to hunt. I left it in the kitchen for Celia to finish off. I thought that its athletic abilities -- it ran up the corner of the wall - would arouse her hunting instinct. Nothing of the kind. So I had to grab it myself and she shooed me out and shut the cat flap.
The smallest kitten learns to hunt. How can these humans be so foolish. I have repeatedly tried to educate Celia - she just cannot learn.
Yours
George.
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