Yao-Lin caught a mouse yesterday! He was only in the garden for a short while and he came running back in with this huge field mouse in his jaws. He wouldn't let the poor thing die though.
He kept squeezing it with his teeth to make it squeal and then when it ran off he would chase it and chase it and chase it.
I think Daddy caught it eventually and let it run off into the garden but Yao-Lin didn't give his mouse up without a struggle. Lots of growling and hissing!
Yao-Lin is now strutting around the house thinking he is some sort of aristocat because he caught a mouse. Well, I'd like very much to see how he would enjoy hunting if the boot were on the other paw.
I do have to confess that whilst all this drama was unfolding, I was warm and toasty snuggled up in my cat bed dreaming of Kaia.
I'll leave the hunting to the aristocracy. I just want to snuggle with my girlfriend and eat lots of stinky goodness.
Love n purrs
Baby Mao xxx