We live on a two acre tree-covered lot. It slopes down to a wet-weather creek. The creek flows much of the year. As a result, we are well-supplied with water-loving creatures: frogs, snakes, and mosquitoes. We keep it free of overgrowth, but we don’t hang around out there.
That brings me to our black cat, Socks. He was a sweetheart, regularly gifting us with mice, moles, and the occasional snake. We soon learned not to automatically open the door without d checking to see what gift he be bearing.
Socks particularly liked hunting snakes. He’d make for the creek, seeking them out, turning over, rocks, and branches, slapping at the water. His encounters weren’t happenstance. From a distance, you tell when he found his prey. He’d go from stalking to attack in seconds,
Most often, he’d fare well, bringing a floppy snake to play with. Twice he went missing for about three days, finally returning with a softball-sized head and healing fang -marks. He’d keep close to home for a few days before returning to to hunt.
Sadly, after a few years, Socks went missing, presumably suffering a fatal snake encounter.
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Thanks so much for the link.
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Thanks for the link.
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good one
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Some cats have no fear, Socks sounds like one of them
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He had business to attend!
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That was bad for him.
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Oh sorry your cat went MIA🥲
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Thanks. He was a sweetie
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cashelldenetriaharrispost cashelldenetriaharristhenote👸
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Oh, no, why don’t they learn 😞
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They are just bumping around Joyfolie.
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That’s true, they forget everything around them when in their hunting mode. They are completely in the moment.
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It’s sometimes fatal. Will you get another cat? It would help ease your heart.Less than two weeks after we lost our American Eskimo Dog, my niece called about a little rescue dog. He looks just like Buzzy but only weighed 7.5 pounds. We are just crazy about him. We still miss Buzzy, but this little guy has a hold on our hearts.
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Yes, they can distract you, show you that life goes on, and bring joy with their own personality. We have two new cats (a 2 and a 9 year old) for about a month now. The younger would love to play with the older one but that older one does not accept him well. But I am positive we will get there. They are both lovely. However,I miss that little guy terribly.
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I know you do. Mybe before long you will think of him without pain.
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The time will come. At least this shows how much he was loved which is a good sign.
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He was such a sweet boy.
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Poor Socks!
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There was no way to protect hims from himself. He was a hunter.
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I had no idea a cat would stalk snakes.
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Socks was a real hunter!
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And any other small critter. A cat the size of a sofa would be lethal, like a lion or tiger.
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Our cats brought in voles, but that was many years ago.
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Do voles make trails under in your yard.
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They did in NY. I think I have mole hills here.
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He was a natural hunter, one of my Grandarents dogs was like that and she wasn’t a breed hunting dog.
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He certainly was.
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cashelldenetriaharrisgrandarentsbreeds.!.! cashelldenetriaharristhenote👸
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They don’t know about DNA
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Socks is gorgeous…and what an amazing photograph……
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Thanks, but I forgot to credit Google.
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You can go to your subscribers and click to subscribe back to me. It should be in your Jetpack app of click on my name on here
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I grew up with a cat called mischief… and like you, we learnt the hard way not to just open the door, after one day when he rushed in with a mouse in his mouth. But the chase wasn’t done. Letting the mouse go, he chased it about our scullery and kitchen, much to the squeals of my mother, before finally killing it!
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I know the kids loved the cat and mouse show.
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Oh no. Sad ending. Is this really a photo of Socks? Gorgeous photo.
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It was sad. Not my photo. I’ve got to remeber to credit Google.
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No. Google!
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