Well, Captain might have killed his first insect today. At least, it's the
first insect he's dispatched since the kitties were adopted back in
January.

I first saw him attempting to eat said bug, which was about the size of a
winged ant, on the kitchen floor. (I didn't get a good look at today's
bug, but I killed a winged ant in our living room the other day, hoping to
give it a swifter end than waiting for the cats to bap it to death. There
must be an ant colony nearby that's trying to propagate... let them send
their future queens elsewhere, thank you very much.)

Anyway. Captain kept taking the bug into his mouth, then spitting it out.
After a minute or two, he finally seemed to get the bug swallowed. I
thought, "Good. Summer's coming, so having cats that view six-legged
intruders as snacks is a good thing."

However, apparently the above-mentioned snack was not meant to happen. DH
reported that later, he saw Captain spit the bug out again, this time into
the water bowl.

The Mighty Hunter... if he can't eat his prey, he'll DROWN it. :o) Hey,
whatever works!

Donna, Captain, and Stanley