Target is very proud of himself because he brought in a grasshopper.
He rushed into the living room, growling with passion and pride, and nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought he had done something dreadful like catch a bird or mouse.
But Target got himself a crusty grasshopper that looked pretty much indestructible.
Our kitten threw himself on the floor, and put his catch down carefully so he could study it properly.
Target had been so careful that the grasshopper didn't even have a bit of cat drool on him. But our insect visitor was clearly not impressed by being kidnapped.
He stomped off grumpily and made for the plants. He didn't realise there was a window in the way. Target was enjoying watching him so I let the grasshopper climb half way up the window. Then I picked him up and put him in the garden.
Target supervised in case I was clumsy or something. After a successful catch and release, we went to the kitchen and had a treat of liver.
By the way, this is our 350th post! See you all on Tuesday for more Cat Chat. Have a good weekend.