Cats. Ah yes Cats. Those eternally fascinating, milk-guzzling, rat-catching doyens of the dark. Those shifty be-whiskered malcontents that somehow weedle their way into our homes and soon enough have us eating out of a tray whilst they sit in the fridge with a steak-knife and go to work. As Pat Ingoldsby once said to me: ‘A cat is the only animal who makes you feel priveliged to sit at the same table as it’.
Personally, I love cats. But many do not. A friend of mine recently observed that were cats big enough, they would eat every one of us. He may have a point. There are lots of anecdotal stories concerning cats eating the corpses of their recently departed owners. But, today we find ourselves facing a heart-warming tale of a small moggies’ diligent devotion to it’s master, from Columbus Ohio, USA.
Police aren’t sure how else to explain it. But when an officer walked into an apartment Thursday night to answer a 911 call, an orange-and-tan striped cat was lying by a telephone on the living room floor. The cat’s owner, Gary Rosheisen, was on the ground near his bed having fallen out of his wheelchair.
On the other hand, the exploding cigar bring us news that a group of bloodthirsty Squirrels, yes Squirrels, set on and killed a dog sometime last month in Russia. Ouch.
Squirrels bit to death a stray dog which was barking at them in a Russian city in the far east. After the minute-long attack, witnesses saw squirrels scurry away with pieces of dog meat.