I first discovered the joy of being "owned" by a cat (notice, I didn't say "owning a cat")
when I moved to the country for the first time. Having just built the place it was pretty
much "working" cat free, so my friend found a pregnant barn cat in need of new home as a
way to have an instant barn cat work force.
Now there is something you need to understand
to appreciate this little blog, and that is that I really hate mice and rats, I mean I
really hate them.
In other words, I don't want you to think I feel sorry for the mice and rats in this story, but
I must admit that the cat's witnessed savagry is a little "disturbing" at times - interesting
but disturbing just the same. As a matter of fact, be warned, it may be too gruesome
& savage for some readers.
Back to my story, the cat was working out great, not a mouse in sight, even with four kittens to
care for too. I always suspected she was a good mouser but I soon saw this first hand. I was in
the barn feeding horses and straightening up, my calico mother barn cat was casually lying around
on a bale of hay while her little kittens frolicked below. A few minutes later I heard this savage
sounding gutteral growl. I turned around to see the mother cat on top of a
huge rat, almost as big
as she was. She was on top of it, gripping the top of it's neck in her teeth, choking it to death. If it tried to move or
fight back she clamped down just that much harder. The kittens found this all very interesting,
however, when they ventured too close the mother released a gutteral growl that would have scared
the largest of cats, let alone a little kitten. I've never considered myself squeemish, but this
was a little more than even I could take and I left for a few minutes. When I returned the rat was gone, well
at least most of him anyway, there was a foot and part of a tail the cats hadn't gotten to yet
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The savagery of this episode only reminds us that even domestic cats still have that same killer, savage,
feral streak that their larger relatives the Lion and the Tiger do, they are just a little "smaller", that's all.
It also reminds me how important cats are in the balance of things. Just think how we would be
overrun by mice and rats if cats were not available to patrol our barns and country homes.
I love my working barn cats and I give them everything that you can give an outside cat including
the best food, shelter and health products money can buy. What would I do without them, they're
worth every penny, and I appreciate them dearly.