After Zsa Zsa devoured a mouse from head to tail a few weeks ago, I did some research and discovered that mice are a wonderful type of cat food. I'm worried that she'll get tapeworms from eating them, but since there's no way to stop her I've decided to make the best of it.
We know that the mice prefer to enter my apartment through a vent under my kitchen table, so I built a special "mouse blind" for Zsa Zsa to hide behind while hunting. Five minutes ago she trotted into the computer room, dropped a mouse at my feet, and proceeded to eat it.
I knew you'd want to see this so I took lots of pictures -- and even a video -- but I'm afraid that they're just too disgusting. Instead of swallowing this one whole, she chewed bits and pieces off from various places, and while I'm amazed at the total lack of blood I am less surprised at the reverse-flow through the mouse's digestive tract...something you don't want to see.
So I'm afraid you'll need to take my word for it. Zsa Zsa is accepting congratulations for a job well done, and also soliciting tips for preparing tasty mouse treats.
6 comments:
Ewwwwww.........
I grew up with 6 brothers so there isn't much that bothers me. But I have to put this blog post up on the shelf along side the story about the time my brothers told me how Oddie, an old German who was our neighbour, (yes, that really was his name) made head cheese. BTW we were sitting at the dinner table when that story got told. I was about eight at the time and used to love head cheese. Never again after that night. I thought my mother was going to blow a gasket and my dad was NOT IMPRESSED! My brothers were sent to bed early for that little fiasco. YUCK!
I hope ZsaZsa enjoyed her mouse meal.
Someone I know sent me a series of very cute pictures showing a kitten and parakeet playing with each other.
That's playing as in "pals," not as in, "don't play with your food."
I don't know the story behind the pictures but I guess sometimes the lion can lie down with the lamb (and this has nothing do with another of your posts involving bestiality!).
As I said some time ago about Zsa Zsa's cuisine choices (and as B. Kliban wrote), "Love to eat them mousies..."
Head cheese is German thrift gone wild! I do believe my grandfather used to eat it but we never had to actually watch him doing so...the pig tails, however, were on public display.
You used to love head cheese? Lois, Lois, Lois...
Zsa Zsa is strangely unconcerned about squirrels, and I do believe that if she met one she'd try to make friends. Mice, however, bring out the hidden tiger in her, albeit a tiger with a very small mouth.
She certainly "nibbled on they tiny feet," but only at the front. In the end I was left with an extremely gruesome back-half to dispose of.
Thank you ever so for leaving out the pics. We have a "don't ask, don't tell" policy about the meeses around here. (Guess who doesn't ask?)
You're welcome, Julia! But if you ever want to see the whole glistening episode, you let me know.
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