Sometimes a gift arrives that makes eyes widen and thoughts of what in the world you'll do with it whirl like squirrels in a cage.
Even when you tell yourself it's the thought that matters, you still have to wonder what the giver had in mind.
Well, dear Readers, the fact of the matter is, someone did think I needed this lovely little item and the giver took great delight in placing it in the perfect spot. In fact, I nearly stepped on it.
On Friday, Bogey worked his Houdini magic and opened the back door for a late night escape. He then proceeded to hunt down and capture the above victim, placing it lovingly right outside the door. That way I'd be sure to find it first thing in the morning. The discovery quickly became a very active scene since Indy noticed my gift before I did and decided the gift was meant for him. Thankfully, Mom won that battle.
All I can say is, thanks a lot, Bogey. How did you know I needed a vole?
Any time, Mom.
13 comments:
It's probably not a gift you can return to WalMart if you don't like it! Gotta love our pets.
Ann
LOL mum that was some gift. Yummy snack. Have a marvellous Monday.
Best wishes Molly
oMD OMD what a FABULOUS and THOUGHTFUL GIFT. Bravo fur Picking a PURRRRRRFECT Pressie.
We call those Voles... ground MOLES around here... and WE LOVE to dig fur them!!!
It really is the thought that counts, huh?
Peeps just don't know how to appreciate the good things in life, I think.
Purrs,
Nissy
I am trying to think of some clever pun but my brain is switched off at the moment.
My little 'gifts' from our cat are the one thing I don't miss!
Lynne x
If Bogey had just moved it an inch or two into the grayer part of the rug, it might have gone unnoticed by you. Maybe next time...
How generous our four-legged friends are!
Pat--I hope you're submitting SEVERAL cat stories to the upcoming CS anthology. The deadline is August 1...(I'm sure Bogey will not insist on getting a share of the money.)
Of course, the dog collection has an August 1 deadline, too...
Bogey just knew.
I reckon it's a pretty pawsome gift... Best it tasted great!
Aww. What a thoughtful kitty.
The highest praise and act of love from a cat. And apparently your pooch agreed that it was delightful, indeed! When I was a kid our cat, Frisky, would bring critters home . . . live ones . . . and let them loose in the house. We chased down chipmunks, birds, and the occasional mouse. Ugh! We learned to double check that Frisky didn't have anything in his mouth before we let him in. LOL
That was his gift presented with affection to you. Awww!
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