Foul feline

We’ve fallen out, the cat and I,
For gratitude’s illusion
Has been destroyed and left no doubt
That it was mere delusion.
*
I gave the benefit of doubt,
Accepting there was reason
For cats to bring their keepers gifts
…But now it’s hunting season.
*
The rat, that I could understand,
Instinct exterminating.
(Though hiding it behind the couch
Is something worth debating…)
*
The baby fieldmouse, still alive…
Or maybe just a vole,
With careful panic from my son
Was caught, released, still whole.
*
The blue-tit was a tragedy,
Pale yellow feathers flew.
The baby starling, minus head,
Appeared out of the blue.
*
The robin was the final straw,
Just laid there on the floor,
But newly fledged, its heart exposed,
His voice would sing no more.
*
So we had words, the cat and I,
I made my feelings plain
And told the homicidal cat
She’d much to lose or gain.
*
As I’m the one who fills her bowl
And see’s she’s warm and fed
The gifts she thinks of leaving me
Had better not be dead.
*
The small dog, on the other hand,
When birds fall from the nest,
Will sing and whine until I come
To do for them my best.
*
It’s not that I don’t care for cats,
Though dogs are in my heart,
They only bring me tennis balls
And not lives ripped apart.
*
I went off cats a while ago,
When one brought half a mouse
And dropped it in the bath with me,
The rotten little louse.
*
We’ve blue-tits nesting in the box,
Set safely way up high,
I watch the busy parents work
As back and forth they fly.
*
I really thought they would be safe,
No climbing perch nor pew
To let the feline get too close
… And yet their nest’s askew.
*
I know that it’s instinctive,
And I know that cats give chase,
But finding tattered babies
Takes the smile right off my face.
*
So if she wants to carry on
With all the needless killing,
I’ll introduce her to the dog…
I’m sure the dog is willing!
*

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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34 Responses to Foul feline

  1. Hmmm, I can empathize with you, have you thought of just keeping her inside. I have 5 cats and only one is a hunter however she brings me live things which I only have to catch and return to the wild. Today it was a small rabbit. we checked it for injury then placed it with the rabbits next door so it will be okay.

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  2. We live near a bird sanctuary, Sue, which has the unfortunate side effect that during the winter we get visitors in the shape of rats. We acquired two cats recently and I must say that on the two recent occasions when I have seen a rat sliding at speed across my kitchen floor, bringing the kitties in seems to have solved the problem [although no bodies have been found – I think it is the smell of the cats]. So the cats have some saving graces but I do agree that birds are an absolute no no!

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  3. Ritu says:

    Oh dear!
    I am glad Sonu Singh is an indoor cat!!! Not sure I could cope with that!

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  4. jenanita01 says:

    Cats are savage little beasts. Anyone who doesn’t think so is fooling themselves. (or hasn’t been the recipient of their murderous habit!)

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  5. memadtwo says:

    The cats around here seem to kill mostly mice (although killing the rats would be better) It’s no fun to find a dead bird. Still, people poisoning and destroying the environment kill far more birds than cats ever will. (K)

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  6. Mary Smith says:

    I once read a book by a man who trained his cat not to kill birds so it can be done. I think, though, it has to be before the instinct has kicked in and the cat has killed. I remember getting my dad to crawl under the bed to rescue a bird – while the cat looked on in utter disgust.

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  7. I am more of a doggy person. Some cats really look lovely and are so cute but I couldn’t have one as I don’t like their ‘presents’ much!

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  8. Have you tried putting a bell on her? It’s supposed to help. Of course, not that easy to keep the bell on the cat, either … but that’s another episode.

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  9. What a shame. She was no doubt used to providing for herself as a stray. 😦 — Suzanne

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