See this little smidge of a kitty sitting on my hip? That’s my TobyJoy, who doesn’t even tip the scale at 5 lbs. She’s our perpetual little kitten-cat.
Today she escaped out the back door at dusk and re-entered about 5 seconds later carrying a bunny in her mouth. Of course it wasn’t just any bunny, it was the cutest little wee baby bunny ever. A perfect Toby-sized snack, I suppose. Sigh.
CatGirl squealed. I yelled for John (the master of righting-the-universe). GameBoy hid behind some bushes outside, not even wanting to know of the bunny carnage that might be ensuing in the house.
He-man John quickly separated bunny and cat, and bunny ran right under the couch where I sat. Toby was banished to the bedroom and the bunny eventually got away safely out the backdoor.
Crisis averted. But now that she’s captured one bunny, I’m afraid that it just might not be her last….