When Cupcake has an outing, she often gets a little recreation time in our garden beforehand. She checks out our flowering shrubs, which are confused about whether it’s time for spring already.
Cupcake doesn’t look in the shrubs because she wants to become a horticultural kitty. She is looking for the lizards she often sees from inside the house. When she sees one, she dives in after it.
She emerged with some clover and a lizard. Lizards can carry parasites, so it isn’t a good idea to encourage your cat to eat them. I tried to get her to drop it.
She used her paw to stuff it back in, and the lizard was never seen again.
Cupcake! How could you?
She caught another a few minutes later we managed to get loose from her jaws. The lizard then crawled up her face. I wished I had video of that and her surprised and frustrated expression at that moment.
After that, Cupcake was all worn out for our visit with her buddy, Rocco, at the coffee shop patio. Too much excitement for one cat’s morning.
Good catch Cupcake!
We wish we had lizards here. They sound like a lot of fun. 🙂
That was quite the catch Cupcake!
she’s just saving you the cost of her next meal 🙂
Cupcake you are quite the huntress – very impressive.
Gosh, Cupcake…maybe lizards have Tryptophan in them, like turkey meat, which makes one sleepy!
You looked like you had a fantastic time outdoors Cupcake.
Wow, how exciting! I don’t think I’ll ever get to catch a lizard. My human says my hunting skills “are about what you would expect from a pedigreed cat,” whatever that means.
I try to make the point with Mimi that I rescued her so she doesn’t have to hunt anymore, but that goes out the window when a little gray vole goes skittering past. And that’s what cats do–hunt, catch, eat, sleep! I’d bet Cupcake was very happy with her accomplishment.
Oh, Cupcake!!! You didn’t!!! (Any sign of him in your litter box, dare I ask?)
Cupcake: The whipped cream loving lizard slayer!
Nicely done, Cupcake ! Lizards are not easy to catch ! Purrs
Whoa! What a hunter and what a life! All anyone catches around here is bees, unless Dad can pull back on Quint’s halter fast enough.