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Tommy's Generosity

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Pat - 27 Apr 2005 04:59 GMT
I haven't seen this behavior out of Tommy since Abelard and Eli were very
small. He has been bringing little dead mice in all evening and giving them
to Billy and Lily.

When he first comes in with a mouse, he goes to the center of the living
room and stands there with the mouse between his teeth, meowing as loud as
he can without opening his mouth, and waits for the kittens to come running,
then lets go of the mouse and lays down to watch them play with it.

He gets this very relaxed, lion-like look on his face and keeps his eyes
open just enough to see them playing. It's easy to tell how proud he is that
he feeds his family this way.
Marina - 27 Apr 2005 06:30 GMT
> He gets this very relaxed, lion-like look on his face and keeps his eyes
> open just enough to see them playing. It's easy to tell how proud he is that
> he feeds his family this way.

Aww, what a very sweet boy!

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Ted Davis - 27 Apr 2005 14:04 GMT
>I haven't seen this behavior out of Tommy since Abelard and Eli were very
>small. He has been bringing little dead mice in all evening and giving them
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>open just enough to see them playing. It's easy to tell how proud he is that
>he feeds his family this way.

He's teaching them about hunting - the early lessons are about what to
catch and that prey is food.  Usually the mother does this, but
sometimes a tom will too.  If he keeps this up, you will have three
trained hunters ... and few if any mice.

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Howard Berkowitz - 27 Apr 2005 18:38 GMT
> >I haven't seen this behavior out of Tommy since Abelard and Eli were
> >very
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> sometimes a tom will too.  If he keeps this up, you will have three
> trained hunters ... and few if any mice.

I know two ex-tomcats that dote on kittens, Mr. Clark here (who also
loves two-legged kittens) and Schiz, the alpha cat of my "honorary
daughter".  How common is this?  I know it varies significantly among
the big cats, with some males even attacking the cubs.

Mr. Clark did get a martyred expression when the kittens wanted to nurse
on him.  He tolerated Ding riding on his back, and Ding often following
as his shadow.
Steve Touchstone - 30 Apr 2005 22:22 GMT
>I know two ex-tomcats that dote on kittens, Mr. Clark here (who also
>loves two-legged kittens) and Schiz, the alpha cat of my "honorary
>daughter".  How common is this?  I know it varies significantly among
>the big cats, with some males even attacking the cubs.

Well, I don't know how common it is. When LB's kittens were still tiny
I sometimes took them out to let them play in the grass. At the time
Rocky was still pretty wild - at the stage where he no longer ran when
he saw me, and would tolerate my touch but not really like it. One day
Rokcy came for a visit (probably to visit the food bowl more than me)
while we were outside. He seemed to ignore them, walked over and ate a
bite, than laid down. All the while I was keeping a close watch, but
LB pretty much ignored him.  In very short order the kits had
discovered him and were climbing all over him.

>Mr. Clark did get a martyred expression when the kittens wanted to nurse
>on him.  He tolerated Ding riding on his back, and Ding often following
>as his shadow.

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Kreisleriana - 27 Apr 2005 15:38 GMT
>I haven't seen this behavior out of Tommy since Abelard and Eli were very
>small. He has been bringing little dead mice in all evening and giving them
[quoted text clipped - 8 lines]
>open just enough to see them playing. It's easy to tell how proud he is that
>he feeds his family this way.

What a lovely fellow!

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CatNipped - 27 Apr 2005 15:50 GMT
>I haven't seen this behavior out of Tommy since Abelard and Eli were very
> small. He has been bringing little dead mice in all evening and giving
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> that
> he feeds his family this way.

What a *good* boy!

Hugs,

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Gabey8 - 27 Apr 2005 20:54 GMT
[[When he first comes in with a mouse, he goes to the center of the living
room and stands there with the mouse between his teeth, meowing as loud
as
he can without opening his mouth, and waits for the kittens to come
running,
then lets go of the mouse and lays down to watch them play with it.]]

I think I've heard that meow before. Melody (RB) used it on me when she
was trying to teach me to kill cockroaches. If one came in, she'd catch it
in her mouth, carry it to the living room, and stand there yelling,
"AaaaaaAAAAOW! AaaaaaaAAAAOW!" without moving her lower jaw. Then after I
came over to see what was the matter, she'd let the bug go. Insect-phobe
that I am, the first time she did this, I nearly had a heart attack. After
that, I quickly learned to recognize that call, and approached the cat
with shoe in hand, ready to swat the bug when it started scooting across
the floor.

THANK GOD that Melody gave up on me as a hopeless student after a few
tries. Instead of pouncing and dispatching the bug as a proper cat would
do, I kept insisting on screaming my head off at the sight of the bug and
whacking at it with a shoe. Melody must have thought that I was lucky I
could operate a can opener, because with my pathetic hunting form, I'd
surely starve to death otherwise.

Donna, and the cats that I hope don't decide I need any hunting lessons,
Captain and Stanley
Howard Berkowitz - 27 Apr 2005 23:06 GMT
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<b86f38a3692e1a7863797e7de3e6c394@localhost.talkaboutpets.com>,

> [[When he first comes in with a mouse, he goes to the center of the living
> room and stands there with the mouse between his teeth, meowing as loud
[quoted text clipped - 22 lines]
> Donna, and the cats that I hope don't decide I need any hunting lessons,
> Captain and Stanley

Chatterley (RB) was my first cat. She was an excellent house mouser,
and, when she caught her first one after coming to live with us, ran to
her food bowl, dropped the mouse on the dry cat food, and looked at us,
clearly saying, "THESE are my expectations of meals. Any questions?"

Clifford (RB), her arranged spouse for what was to be 12 years of
dysfunctional relationship, came to us thinking he was a Brittany
Spaniel, without any particular mousing skill. One fine day, however, he
proudly walked in front of us, with what appeared to be a mouse in his
mouth.  He was appropriately praised.

10 minutes later, he was still parading, with an increasingly dismayed
look. It became clear he had no idea what to do next.

I suggested "Clifford, you are a cat. You are supposed to play with your
prey."  This seemed to sink in -- such that he dropped the mouse,
flopped over on his back next to it, and did upside-downy head with paws
waving.

The mouse recovered, looked at the strange thing next to him, and ran
off. Clifford then recovered and recaptured the mouse.

He then went to Chatterley and dropped in front of her. She glared at
him and clearly said, "that's YOUR problem, BOY."  The mouse ran into
the bathroom.  I picked up Chatterley and put her in front of the mouse,
and she immediately ran away.

At that point, I took care of the mouse, and gave it a sort of Viking
funeral, wondering if I should have placed it on some burning cardboard
as I flushed it away.

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