It’s like a bird, right?
Matilda just slowly and conscientiously ate a big feather that fell off a feather boa. I sat there wathching her do it, sure I was not seeing what I thought I was seeing. But no, she definitely ate it. I doubt this is going to make her sick — the feather boa has been around, moulting feathers, for months, and it’s possibly not the first one she ate (though I’ve never seen suspicious litter box use or piles of purple cat vomit).
She’s now sleeping; I suppose one gets tired after a big meal like that.
May 9th, 2007 at 11:30 pm
I always try to apply the lessons of Nature to my own life. Matilda would like to eat a bird so she ate a feather. I would like to eat A so I should eat B. It’s a simple formula. I would like to eat … a banana … so … I should eat a banana peel? Um … no …
May 9th, 2007 at 11:40 pm
Let me try that again. I would like to eat … cake … so I should eat … frosting! :p
I would like to eat … a chocolate covered donut … so I should eat … chocolate! :p
May 11th, 2007 at 2:02 pm
I recently did some petsitting for a household with 2 very large, very furry, very shedding dogs and 1 smallish cat. I brushed the dogs a bit and had some huge hairwads I pulled out of the brush lying on the ground around me. The cat started playing with a hairwad, rolling on her back, kicking and biting the hairwad. Then she ended up eating the hairwad and diving for the next one. I grabbed the others and put them out of reach because this was going to be one heck of a hairball if she puked the hair back up. I did not realize a cat would eat dog hair.
May 11th, 2007 at 2:09 pm
That is the best story I have ever heard, kabbage. I can just see the dawning horror as you realise what the cat is doing.
May 12th, 2007 at 12:14 am
It was cute while she was playing with the hairwads….