Saturday, May 14, 2011

Poor Mew...

Musette thought she hit the big-time today. As I wandered out back with Darby following part two of what may be a five-part series on getting his coat cleaned out, there she was with a big ol' honking grasshopper between her jaws, looking about as pleased as a cat can look.

She waited for us to get settled in before she let him loose to continue her catch-and-release game with him. Being wounded, he didn't jump very far, which was all well and good with her since she's a bit on the senior side and wasn't interested in working all that hard to keep him close. She got off a good four or five pounces when *plonk* into the swimming pool he went.

She sat on the edge of the pool, clearly annoyed at the turn of events. Being the thoughtful mom I am, I called out my husband and asked him to fish out her toy and return it to her ('cause dog knows I'm not going near the thing --- I hate grasshoppers!). The spouse, long since past being surprised at how my mind works, obliged. He grabbed the pool brush and proceeded to fish out the offending bug, depositing him on the grass.

Naturally, this was followed by him coming over and picking up Mew to carry her to her "toy", and yes, even as I write it I know how ridiculous it sounds, but that's love for you.

One good hop and she was back on the case, pouncing and releasing, every fiber of her little being wrapped up in her moment of supreme huntress-ness. She was queen of the landscaped jungle.

*plonk*

Back into the pool went the grasshopper.

Musette wandered back to us, mewing ever so softly, hoping to convince us to once again help a girl out, but her luck ran out. The spouse fished the grasshopper out of the pool, but deposited it over the fence beyond her reach. We're betting some bird ate a hearty meal on her dime tonight.

As for Mew, here she sleeps in one of her favorite spots, dreaming of bugs to come...

14 comments:

meowmeowmans said...

It sounds like a fun game while it lasted, Mew. Sweet dreams!

Vicky said...

Yeah, she's still sacked out, but at 14-15 years old, what she lacked in skill she made up for in enthusiasm :)

Judi said...

Calleigh Cat is a bug kitty. Every now and then one of those honkin' huge flying roach things shows up in the bathroom. I'll call, "Calleigh! Bug! Bug! Bug!" and she'll be there in a flash. If she can't reach it, I'll hold her up and she'll swipe it off the wall. She's figured out just how hard to crunch it so it's disabled but can still move. I always find it the next day, thoroughly dead.

Vicky said...

My cats won't touch those nasty things, much to my chagrin, because I won't either. Being married has its advantages :)

Sam said...

As the owner of a cat who loves to torture bugs who find their way into my house, I can totally relate to this post :)

Vicky said...

She's been wanting to catch *something* for so very long now...there's far too much open ground to afford the cats any cover when eying the birds, so they've got no shot with the truly winged things. All she has left are the bugs :)

snoopy@snoopysdogblog said...

I guess that grasshopper was pretty smart after all by diving into the pool :)

Hope you're having a fun day,

Your pal Snoopy :)

Lavi said...

Thank you for the wishes!

Mew had quite a bit of fun with her "toy", didn't she? Too bad she didn't get a chance to also enjoy a little snack.

Vicky said...

Yes, she was a little too slow to finish what she started, although I don't know how fresh grasshopper compares to freeze-dried salmon, which is her usual snack around here. She seems just fine this morning after a good night's rest, but I think it's too cool outside today for another shot at a grasshopper. Fortunately, she's got all summer to try again.

CindyLu's Muse said...

Bugs! The best toy! lol Mew had fun - I've got a few jealous ones over here. No big grasshoppers around for them. Love how she's looking oh-so-very comfy on that chair!

Vicky said...

That's *her* chair --- at least one of the two she tends to claim, which incidentally also happen to be one of the two I claim around here. Funny how that works :)

Lori @ According to Gus said...

This is definitely a story of true love. :D

Mitch obliges my odd requests too. Aren't we lucky?!

Vicky said...

Yes, Lori, we are :)

Kristine said...

Poor little grasshopper... Would rather die by drowning than under the torturous claws of Miss Mew.

Our cat loves to chase bugs around our house as well. And my husband often helps Shiva hunt flies. It's pretty cute, if a little sadistic.

 

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