My three friends in search of a mouse. If they work together they can catch it.
Eeeeek!
Got it!
Listen to the music HERE.
My three friends in search of a mouse. If they work together they can catch it.
Eeeeek!
Got it!
Listen to the music HERE.
Nothing like team work!
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We saw it all over the Pacific!
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nice pics. good post.
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Thanks, Jim.
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Is this supposed to have music, Bruce? There’s no audio bar apparent on my computer.. 😦
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Oh 😦 Sylvie said for the pukeko posting one that she wasn’t getting any pictures. There is an audio bar – or should be. I shall try refreshing…
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Got it!
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So cute!
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Thanks, Cindy!
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There is a nice sense of hunted doom and mouse squeaks.
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Thanks. I had a close up of the cat with the mouse but thought it may be a little too graphic for some vegan mouse-lovers….!
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They are cute, the little mice, so it is best not to show the murder. I could tell your cat had it, though, in the picture…
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Yes – my thoughts….
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The dog says “huh?” and the goat says “wha.?.” and the cat actually catches the mouse…all to a grandeur of cymbals, as jug band meets mormon tabernacle choir.
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LOL! What I like about the whole sequence is that the scaredy-goat is the only boy!!!
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Some of us is hunters, and some are lovers, and some are just lovable idiots!
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… ah yes! … the cat, the dog, the goat… !
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I love that the goat joins in – and that you have three friends 🙂
I had two cats once who used to work in tandem to hunt various other creatures. One was a wily old bovver boy who had moved in with us specifically to coach the young fellow who apparently showed great promise. They once went after a kereru sitting on a wattle branch. Gulliver placed himself beneath the branch and directed operations, having the young fellow, Benjamin, move along the branch with the kereru shuffling herself further and further towards the end and the branch bending slowly towards the ground and the waiting Gully…….. However the kereru was wilier than they were and at the last minute, just as Gully was setting for the spring, she flew off, the branch flipped back and Benjamin was catapulted up, then down, landing on top of the startled Gully and they all took off down into the bush. I saw them hunt and catch lots of bush rats – and then there is a long and involved story about the time Gully brought one inside to tutor his young protege on the finer points of ratting – but Benjamin lost it …………
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Eek! on the final rat! My old dog in Quebec spent hours training the little puppy – even taking it out into the snow storm and sending it home on its own while watching!
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That’s a great story – Aren’t we lucky to have such wonderful friends!!
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Bruce and others, wishing you all a happy new year! Noticed the “cat” theme recently. Spent weeks in Turkey and the cats there are adorable!
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Thank you, Shubha. And a happy 2016 to you too!
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Really charming
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A bit like yourself, Southamptonoldlady!
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Why thank you, Bruce
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My dog is a ratter by nature but fortunately he only kills his squeaky toys!
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😀 My dog runs for miles if a toy squeaks!
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Mine ‘sings’ – he squeaks his ball until it’s obviously too much for him then goes into a full symphony of howls 🙂
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It’s like accompanying ones own singing on a piano!
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