One of the challenges of cat companionship is the predatory nature of the feline. All cats, from the great big tiger to the little house cat love to hunt. Today I caught Maxwell “playing” with this poor salamander. About the only defense mechanism in the salamander’s arsenal is its detachable tail which this fellow, as you can see, used. At first I thought Max had killed it, but apparently it was playing possum. When I took a second look, it had escaped into the grass. I hope it survives its encounter with the mighty hunter.
I have had similar encounters with these cats. Now one is outside that I had been keeping indoors only but the asshole snuck out on me and I’m not in any shape to chase him. I hope he doesn’t stray too far because he has on a calming collar and I’m not sure it’s a breakaway.
Does he like catnip? I’ve had good luck with luring my little runaways with that. I just dropped the pouch on the ground, they came running, and I scooped them up! 😺
Lucky for me he soon came to the door and cried to be let back inside.
Good kitty! 😺
Maxwell seems to be very proud of himself! I’m glad Mr. Sal survived!
Oh, Maxwell. What am I going to do with him?