Thursday, 30 April 2009

Fleeting Horrors

Right, the more delicate among you might want to pull up your skirts and run like hell at this point.

There was I waxing lyrical just the other day about the joys of nature, full of light and delight, life and movement. Well, as with all things, there is a yin and there is a yang. That was the yang, this is the yin: the silent horror of cat kill on the landing carpet. Perfect feline still life creation. Observe.


You can probably just make out the coily guts in the background. I thought the front bit was a bird with a beak until I got on my hands and knees, peered alarmingly closely, and realised I was connecting with the head of a mouse demolished right up until just behind the eyes.




Obliterating the medieval horror of the situation, I wondered idly what was wrong with the eyes? Do they taste nasty or was it simply just a ‘one more wafer thin mint…?’ kind of moment for the cat? I’m glad she knew her limits – for the sake of the carpet at least.

19 comments:

elizabethm said...

Oh yes, this all looks very familiar! At least here it happens on a flagged floor. Best one was when I stood in a vomited up slug (with apologies to those of a sensitive disposition).

HER ON THE HILL said...

Mmm, nice..
I can actually beat that Elizabeth, but it really would be too gross to recount here! I still wretch at the memory - and on the sitting room carpet, too, just in front of the sofa. 'Oh, hello Vicar, do come and sit down...'

Cathy said...

We were gifted with a squirrel this evening right after dinner. Our cocoanut just likes the thrill and holds back from dining on her victims. That poor little mouse.

Pondside said...

Aw, nature in the raw, so to speak. Makes one want to be sure always to wear shoes in the house!

Jude said...

A couple of weeks ago, when the puppy was even more of a puppy?? we were walking down the lane, I looked back just in time to see a tail disappearing down his mouth, still waiting to see if it appears running from the other end...and he loves the scrunch of whole snails..why?..oh the joys!

ChrisH said...

Gruesome but fascinating... what a pity they can't talk, I'd love to know why they don't eat the eyes. Mind you, I don't eat eyes either. Having said that I eat whitebait - but not raw!

Sally's Chateau said...

Looks fairly tame to me, not that i want to alarm you !!

Milla said...

impressively clean carpet otherwise, kick it to the side, no one will notice. PS have PM'd you on PC re Cornwall (go to forums, look at you have X new messages if you don't understand) - didn't want you to think I'd abandoned your questions!
that slug sharing was nasty, too, EM.

HER ON THE HILL said...

Actually Sal, you are right, I've had many worse. The truly nasty bit is the Mr Creosote 'wafer thin mint' video link...! Genuinely hard to stomach - but very funny! x

Cait O'Connor said...

I always remember opening the front door once when we lived in Sussex and seeing a pair of eyes on the doorstep.

And here in Wales my cat left a dead squirrel under an armchair and we didn't discover it until we has a flea infestation!

Exmoorjane said...

Yes, yes, YES!!! A perfect counterbalance to sickly sweet Disney... I feel normal now. This is MY kind of life....
jxxx

Withy Brook said...

Now I know why I don't have a cat.
Have known some extremely nasty presents regurgitated by various labradors.

mountainear said...

It doesn't do to have a vivid imagination I thought as the dog swallowed a rat - that I hoped was dead - head first. Its tail hung out out of dog's mouth for quite a long time. I thought it might come out of the other end whole too but didn't look too closely.

HER ON THE HILL said...

Glad, Jane, I was able to re-dress the balance a little!

Cait - I have a lovely pic of a rabbits head outside our kitchen doors. Must post it. Also once found mouse under rug. Completely flattened. Put it in the girls' dolls house as a nice little mat in front of the fireplace. (ok, actually didn't, but it was a fleeting possibility!). My mother once found a putrifying rat in the saucepan drawer of her cooker. That was nice. Where in Sussex did you use to live, I wonder? I will pop over to you to pose the same question.

Mountaineer - MMmm, delicious! Conjures up quite a picture! Our cat regurgitated something quite heinous in the sitting room. It was kind of a whole rabbit, elements of which were vaguely identifiable, but which came out in this huge unbelievable sausage.

Withy - yep, you're well out of it!! But the labrador presents clearly alarming...

Jude - sounds like your dog and Mountaineer's should get together!

Cathy - I was in the study once, at my computer, when something ran over my bare feet. EEk! Twas a one-eyed squirrel, presumably brought in by cat, which then proceeded to throw itself all through my teetering piles until I caught it in the rubbish bin and escorted it outside!

ChrisH - it's an interesting one, isn't it? I've eaten whole baby crabs in Italy. Quite a delicacy. So I was told. Needed a toothpick though after.

Pondside - indeed. I'm frequently caught out though when cat deposits offerings on the rug. Can't see it. Tread in it first thing in morning, that lovely squelch of guts between toes. Kinda puts you off your breakfast.

Maddie Grigg said...

Ugh!
Came down this morning and there was a perfect (but dead) mouse under the table where Mr Grigg puts his feet, courtesy of Jimi the cat. No blood and guts this time, thankfully!

Cindy said...

Cat King Cole leaves me the other end, per "Mouse Butt for Breakfast" at http://dipperanch.blogspot.com
He also sat on my tax files tossing a flattened mouse. I'm not sure what he is trying to tell me but I appreciate his rodent control skills.

Nutty Gnome said...

We never had a mouse problem until we had a cat! Ceefer cat recently very proudly presented me with most of a small bird - unidentifiable due to lack of head, oh joy!

I just wandered into your blog via Exmoorjane's site and I've really enjoyed reading it. It quite made me chuckle! Oh, and the scenery is very familar as I live in Chesterfield and frequently pootle about in the High Peak!

Maternal Tales said...

Hello there - Can't quite remember how I happened upon your blog but I'm glad I did! Except I now feel a little queasy after studying your latest photos. I too have a cat who brings me offerings, but nothing quite like this!!

Calico Kate said...

We regularly get bits like this, but I don't think it is the eyes they are leaving but the teeths! That bit is just too hard and crunchy!
Not nice to stand on in the dark with bare feet. Owwwwow!!

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