Flycatcher

I’ve spent the past thirty minutes watching my cats run, leap, climb, fall, chatter, squawk and knock over fabric piles while trying to catch one little fly. Rugen finally smacked it down with a paw and held it in place, then slooowly uncovered it and picked it up – still alive – in his mouth. He hopped down from the bookcase and carried it to the middle of the room, holding it delicately. Mustn’t kill the thing too soon! Buttercup ran over to watch as he spit it out between his paws, then quickly picked it back up when it buzzed. He jumped, but didn’t let go when it buzzed in his mouth. After playing with it for a couple of minutes – spit it out, bat it with the paw, pick it up again – he finally ate it. Now Buttercup is walking around the basement, meowing plaintively, hoping to find a snack of her own.

8 comments

I love watching my cats chasing bugs. Except bees, those little things aren’t quite such fun!!!

I can relate, one day I thought my cat was going to go crazy trying to catch a darn fly. Congrats on the big win over at PW!! whoohoo to you.

Too funny! I’m always saying I have cats because they are cheap entertainment.

No cats here but my dog is really funny as she hunts crickets at night.

Bring her over here Sandi, I’m sure Landon will share his stash of flies in every window of the house.

That’s funny…love cats…

Thanks for your input on my quilt blocks! I checked out the tutorial on not wasting any fabric and I started it tonight 🙂 Can’t wait to get more done! Thanks again!!