Mine are bounty hunters.
Living in the south, you get bugs. No matter what you do, they'll show up.
Which makes them instant prey when you've chosen to share your home life with 8lb apex predators.
(Beatrice in particular is a barn cat sadly lacking in a barn)
That said, letting them eat cockroaches is a bit hazardous for their health.
So we started following hunts, taking away the corpses and struggling mortally wounded to be yote into the backyard, then coming back with treats.
And when I'd come home late, I'd start finding bodies left where they'd fallen. They'd be duly collected and treats appeared.
As of this morning, they've learned to go see me instead of bothering Abby when she's working. And sure enough, my routine today was pants, corpse disposal, treats, and then caffeine.
This is the way.
Living in the south, you get bugs. No matter what you do, they'll show up.
Which makes them instant prey when you've chosen to share your home life with 8lb apex predators.
(Beatrice in particular is a barn cat sadly lacking in a barn)
That said, letting them eat cockroaches is a bit hazardous for their health.
So we started following hunts, taking away the corpses and struggling mortally wounded to be yote into the backyard, then coming back with treats.
And when I'd come home late, I'd start finding bodies left where they'd fallen. They'd be duly collected and treats appeared.
As of this morning, they've learned to go see me instead of bothering Abby when she's working. And sure enough, my routine today was pants, corpse disposal, treats, and then caffeine.
This is the way.
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