My money is on the owl.
Let’s talk for a minute about feline intelligence: cats know what windows are, and where they are in the house. They also know that humans aren’t very bright.
“Look at me! I’m protecting the house from an enormous fucking dinosaur! Have at thee! Ha! He won’t be coming in here any time soon!”
“(Ow, my paw)”
yeah, I was going to suggest re-titling this to Cat and Owl vs Window
I gather they’re not eloping in a pea-green boat any time soon…
great horned owls eat house cats all the time.
Looks like a job for the world’s cutest super hero, Owl Cat!
This seems appropriate…
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
– Edward Lear (1812–1888 )
Then let’s all get together and make damned sure John Wick does not get a cat from his next ladyfriend.
I dunno I had a cat that used to bring us severed raccoon heads.
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