tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post9208188800093717771..comments2024-01-25T09:28:51.144-05:00Comments on Least Significant Bits: Something I Wonder About...JAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04272374108524693575noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-46566593221600776872007-03-01T12:57:00.000-05:002007-03-01T12:57:00.000-05:00We had a pair of cats named George and Gracie. Wh...We had a pair of cats named George and Gracie. When Gracie became a mommy, she started to hunt and leave the gifts. Soon after, George joined in out of competition or guilt or something. He was a little lazier than Gracie, and one time he brought us a flattened squirrel that I know for a fact had been in the street that morning. They're not dumb...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16353094400938089023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-1793664381428122007-02-26T23:58:00.000-05:002007-02-26T23:58:00.000-05:00My folks' place out in the country is a rodent-fre...My folks' place out in the country is a rodent-free zone due to the diligence of their two cats.<BR/><BR/>But I do understand that sick feeling. Fortunately they mostly clean up after themselves now and don't leave the bodies behind.Travis Codyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06192526507760146748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-39262676551081657452007-02-26T19:38:00.000-05:002007-02-26T19:38:00.000-05:00This is just a guess, but I suspect the mole will ...This is just a guess, but I suspect the mole will smell like cat and be rejected by his peers.Normahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11502895616873273470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-84307368395310816132007-02-26T17:40:00.000-05:002007-02-26T17:40:00.000-05:00We have so many Mexican doves in our backyard that...We have so many Mexican doves in our backyard that eat the dog's food. They are so small and so beautiful, but I'll find one dead on our patio, feathers everywhere, and I just get so mad at our cat. Such is life, sad but true!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-16098742496016540712007-02-26T09:20:00.000-05:002007-02-26T09:20:00.000-05:00I remember once, as a child, when we helped the ne...I remember once, as a child, when we helped the neighbor's cat (named Commie) catch a mouse. I don't know why we were helping him. He was a big mean veteren of the rodent wars, he didn't need our help. Usually we rescued animals. That poor little mouse would've gotten away, too, but we surrounded it and chased it back to the cat. As soon as the cat really got into him, he started doing what cats do, and we were <I>horrified</I>. I was so disgusted and ashamed. I felt like a German who turned in his Jewish neighbor in Berlin '40. I've had this soft spot for mice ever since.Carinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12976869000808518440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-81946820419464766062007-02-26T08:22:00.000-05:002007-02-26T08:22:00.000-05:00I never cease to wonder at all the birds, mice, ra...I never cease to wonder at all the birds, mice, rabbits, bats and all the other creatures our pets bring home for us, and they like to set them out for our appreciation when we get up in the morning half asleep and see this array of animals they think they are helping usstevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01441825212351898692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23686262.post-5703905924540422772007-02-26T07:32:00.000-05:002007-02-26T07:32:00.000-05:00We grew up on a farm with barn cats. Learned early...We grew up on a farm with barn cats. Learned early about life and death.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com