I do enjoy our cats very much and I really love when they have kittens. However I may just change my mind about that after the events of today.
As our kittens are getting bigger, the mother cats have decided it is time to teach them to hunt, kill, and eat mice. I am okay with that as I have never had to experience this training that goes on.
While I was sweeping off the porch today I could hear the kittens running all over the other end of the porch..., I turn to see what they were up to and both mother cats had brought them mice to chase and I am guessing to kill. I immediately decided I wanted no part of that and jumped off the end of porch and went around to the back door to go into the house only to discover it was locked.
With broom in hand I went to the front of the house to go up the stairs onto the porch intent to sweep away anything that ran my way.
But to my horror there on the stairs was a half eaten Rat waiting to be discovered by the kittens.
I was walking down the driveway when Tim drove the tractor up, he saw me from the field he was mowing and was checking on me, one because he said I was still in my slippers and gown and because I still had the broom in my hand.
All I got out was the mother cats and he started laughing, he held up his hand and said say no more I will take care of it.
As he rode away laughing I thought I will just stay here while he handles that and let him know when he comes back that wasn't funny......that is until a Rat Snake crossed over the road down from me, then I thought to hell with the dead Rat I'm going inside.