Shira has always been a quiet cat. She says hello to me, she announces her presence when she joins me on the bed, and she can be vocal when her food dish is empty. Oh, and don't forget her many "I want a man NOW!" voices which can be heard for blocks. Except for that she rarely talked. But motherhood changed that. Now she talks to her kids.

"Get back here -- you're too little to run down the hall!"

"Don't cry, I'm right here."

"Babies, time to eat!"

"You don't belong under lisa-mom's dresser. Come out now!"

I thought I knew all her voices until early this morning.

Shira is a good mom and would be a fierce hunter if given the chance. (She did catch, kill and eat a mouse in the yard one day when I was out there with her. Her instincts have not softened a bit being in the house.) So like any good catmom, she needs to teach her children to hunt.

Early this morning she kept coming in my room and getting in the nightstand drawer. Since the drawer is where I keep her favorite toys, I'm used to her pulling them out and carrying them off. Quite often I find them in or beside the food dish and I've decided that she considers them prey. Once properly captured they become food, even if she doesn't eat them.

But this morning she'd gone a bit further. She carried off teasers I keep in there to play with Peanut and Talia, too. She'd jumped up on the dresser to steal the toys we'd used last night for playing with the babies. And as she carried them out of the room one at a time, she'd make her kitten calling noises -- close to the same as she uses for calling them to eat -- but with a slightly more ferocious sound. All of the purloined toys ended up at the foot of the stairs where I found them this morning looking somewhat worse for the experience. I'm convinced she was trying to teach her naughty kids to hunt.

"Look, mom killed this for you."

"Here, you kill it and then we'll eat it."

"Wait, then pounce. Tear it apart with your teeth once you've caught it."

"Grab it with your teeth and shake it violently. Once it stops moving, it's dead."

I don't know if the little ones have the killer instinct that would cause them to kill and eat a mouse, but I do know they are capable of destroying a feather teaser in mere minutes. It appears Shira has taught them well.

(--> Cat Tails, Pg25)

2003 lisa s vasa


(Please note that you will see a number of photos of our cats and kittens that I've taken outside in a natural setting. The LostWoods cats do NOT go outside unsupervised! When we do go outside for pictures and occasional adventures, there is always one person and usually two watching them closely. We do have an outside, fully enclosed run to which the older cats are allowed access, but even then we check on them often.)

Site content copyright lisa s. vasa 2001-2009. Do not use without permission.