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Slinky and I had chicken for lunch yesterday. When I wasn't looking he did drag the carcass into the house and I found fragments of chicken bones all over the dining room.
mr mcmuffin on 5 May 2005 @ 12:09 PM ✲ Permalink
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yikes! sounds like he is preparing for a voodoo ritual.
Posted by: Sarah | 5 May 2005 20:26:22
Was this a murder attempt? I thought chicken bones splinter and get stuck in their throats.
Posted by: David.2 | 6 May 2005 13:46:09
I've heard that too, but it doesn't make any sense. They're no more likely to choke on a bone than we are. It does happen, but it's pretty rare. I have a simple policy for feeding the cat. If there was any chance they could've caught it themselves then it is probably okay. If he didn't dislike going outside so much then I am sure he could catch a chicken. Dispite the fact that he sleeps 22 hours every day, he is still a lean, mean, killing machine. It must be all that stretching.
Posted by: mr mcmuffin | 6 May 2005 13:53:04
David 2 is right, the bones are dangerous beacuse they're cooked and more likely to splinter.
Posted by: mrs mcmuffin | 6 May 2005 14:10:03
Did he eat the bones, or just lick off the meat?
[Sorry, that sounds pornographic!]
Anyway, he's certainly your little lion, and I consider this photograph to be your attempt at re-capturing all the action of the Savannah in good old Blighty!
Posted by: David (TEFL Smiler) | 6 May 2005 16:54:56
I agree with Mr Mc. Charley loves beef flavour Wiskas and I'm sure that if a cow couldn't give him such a good kicking then he'd be able to catch one of those, no probs.
Posted by: Steve | 6 May 2005 19:08:11
