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Awwws :)
Your cat sounds like a mighty warrior - that fly was likely some devilish monster in disguise or something!

As for killer cats ours were always rather outdoorsy cats and hunt around (mice, voles - but mostly small birdies) (they became very outdoorsy cats when the husky appeared - barring the, now passed on, old cat who just hissed and snarled and was grumpy at the husky).

This one
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who is still with us and is the most friendly cat you can imagine (she often follows my dad around for nearly the whole day) will happily chase after and hunt down the most deadly of nocturnal prey - MOTHS!
 
Awwws :)
Your cat sounds like a mighty warrior - that fly was likely some devilish monster in disguise or something!

As for killer cats ours were always rather outdoorsy cats and hunt around (mice, voles - but mostly small birdies) (they became very outdoorsy cats when the husky appeared - barring the, now passed on, old cat who just hissed and snarled and was grumpy at the husky).

This one

who is still with us and is the most friendly cat you can imagine (she often follows my dad around for nearly the whole day) will happily chase after and hunt down the most deadly of nocturnal prey - MOTHS!

ALL cats are mighty warriors at heart. I think they all see themselves as the might lion protecting their homestead. It's only in the execution, when all the big talk is done and it's time to actually DO something, that they tend to get lazy.

Moths are evil. They are the embodiment of annoyance. They fly around just out of reach and taunt cats intentionally. We had one cat that would sit on my desk and wait for one hanging around the ceiling light to get a little too low and she would launch straight up at it. She managed to catch a few but usually just landed on the floor with a splat.
 
He is beautiful!! :love:

I had a cat (she lived until the age of 19) who was quite a ferocious hunter when she was younger, but definitely got lazy as she aged. I watched her laying outdoors once, literally "playing" with a mockingbird - he was swooping in and down and she would pretend to take a swipe at him. There were no trees or bushes nearby so I knew there was no nest-guarding going on...mockingbirds are mischievous little things. This game went on for 15 minutes or so, until Jinx grew bored, got up and stretched and started to pad her way back towards the house. At that moment the bird swooped in close again and screeched in her ear - she tripped out and started to run, and that bird chased her all the way to the porch. :lol: She was desperate to get inside. Classic!

I still miss the old girl. :)
 
He is beautiful!! :love:

I had a cat (she lived until the age of 19) who was quite a ferocious hunter when she was younger, but definitely got lazy as she aged. I watched her laying outdoors once, literally "playing" with a mockingbird - he was swooping in and down and she would pretend to take a swipe at him. There were no trees or bushes nearby so I knew there was no nest-guarding going on...mockingbirds are mischievous little things. This game went on for 15 minutes or so, until Jinx grew bored, got up and stretched and started to pad her way back towards the house. At that moment the bird swooped in close again and screeched in her ear - she tripped out and started to run, and that bird chased her all the way to the porch. :lol: She was desperate to get inside. Classic!

I still miss the old girl. :)

I can relate, I still miss all of mine.

We had one that looked like a big powder puff. She was a Dilute Calico so everything was pastel colored and she was a long-hair so she really did look like a big powder puff. She was also very small (she had thyroid problems but we didn't know until right before she died), but she was a fireball. Nothing DARED live in her house unless she allowed it. Anything that moved was fair game and she was determined to catch it.

And then one day a bird got in through the chimney. The cat was trying to catch the bird, I was trying to catch the cat, and the bird just wanted out of the middle of everything. We went from one end of the house to the other several times before I finally got the cat in the bedroom at one end and got the bird out the front door at the other end. It was not fun.
 
And then one day a bird got in through the chimney. The cat was trying to catch the bird, I was trying to catch the cat, and the bird just wanted out of the middle of everything. We went from one end of the house to the other several times before I finally got the cat in the bedroom at one end and got the bird out the front door at the other end. It was not fun.

:biglaugh:

It may not have been fun for you, but it would have been great for US if a camcorder had been rolling!!
 
Well the poster said "be afraid, be very afraid"
 

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