what, you think this is easy?

Holy jeez, is that what I think it is?

And with a side of dust. My favourite.

Might get a better run at it from this angle.

It’s all about angles.

Actually, this was good.

Okay. This is where the rubber meets the road. Say goodnight little spider guy because I am an uncontrollable hunting machine—it’s in my DNA and there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s not sad, it’s nature, I’m wired to stalk my prey, roam the dark and horrifying wilderness all night if necessary; it’s either that or starve to death. It’s the foodchain, brother. Nothing personal, but you are one second away from being history…

What? Did somebody say dinner??

7 thoughts on “what, you think this is easy?

  1. Quite a balancing act on the arm of that chair. Prima is our chief insect catcher, although we often have to put the insects right in front of her or vice versa. She’s a sweet cat but not the sharpest claw in the paw.

    1. Oh that’s funny. I can picture the ‘positioning’ required. I’ve done that with our other, older, cat.

      But yours go outside, right? So bugs are probabaly small potatoes, whereas an ant makes this guy’s day. He can stare at the mere’possibility’ of a bug under a flowerpot for a good hour. Unless the treat bag is shaken of course. That trumps everything, including DNA it seems.

  2. p.s. The picture on the wall is one of the series of coloured glass photographs for which Anne wrote accompanying poetry. One of the most gorgeous exhibits. I’d hoped it might travel, but so far I don’t think so…

  3. I remember you told me about that exhibit and sent me a link.

    Today Laine was outside hot in pursuit of a squirrel, or so she thought. The squirrel taunted her and then escaped into a tunnel in the deep snow. Laine sat on the hole for a while, but to no avail. It’s been raining and melting a lot of snow. Soon there will be no escape route for that pesky squirrel. And Laine has a looooong memory. She doesn’t forget a slight to her hunter’s ego.

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