It feels good to be a gangsta
Among the hubbub that is everything else. The Kitties are coming into their own. They are official mousers now. I've cleaned up half a mouse so far (they are not as adept as Oliver who is the perfect mouser. She eats the whole dang thing and nary a clean up on my behalf.
Hobbes having a post kill cuddle. Luckily The Man was home to dispose of the 'toy' as the kittens are more playas at this point. In actuality we have only seen Hobbes with an actual mouse. The 'presents' left around the house this weekend went unclaimed.
Although Calvin, sort of implied, with his self satisfied air that he probably had also had a kill. He is practically ready for adult cat food.
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