Feline Friday: An Ode to the Fallen Cricket

Crickets!  Some way, some how crickets keep getting into the house.  But never fear, Mr. E is near!  I've haven't really experienced the hunting abilities of Mr. E.  Mostly, I think, he's too lazy to care, even if a bug crawls in front of his face or on his paw.  But there is just something about crickets, I guess.  Mr. F plays with them, but Mr. E gobbles them right up.  Just run's across the room and puts them in his mouth.  Sometimes he watches Mr. F playing with the insect, then snatches it up when Mr. F isn't looking.  It's a rarity that he chews his food, but he chomps crickets quite loudly.  CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH!  It's quite a spectacle to see him with insect legs sticking out of his mouth.  So far the count is 4, that I'm aware of.  Good kitty.  Poor crickets.  Happy Friday!

©Geri Shields, 2013