duckduck
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So I had to share this story because, well, everything ended up alright and it was just too adorable. A while back we adopted this wonderful cat, Mao. She is incredibly curious, and gets into everything - here is a picture of her messing around in some bags in the kitchen:
Anyways, she is mostly an indoor cat, but when the weather is nice, she always manages to find one way or another to get out of the house and go exploring. She always comes back after a few hours, so when she does get out, we just leave a window open for her and don't worry about it too much. Well, one day when she had gotten out, my boyfriend and I went to go pick up some dinner to eat. When we got back, she was back in the house and greeted us at the door as always. We sat down checking our e-mail and whatnot and about 15 minutes later our living room suddenly erupted in a series of high-pitched screams! We ran in to see what had happened, and the cat was carrying something brown and furry about by the scruff of it's neck. She dropped it, and whatever it was tore off to hide under the equipment rack in the corner. I couldn't get down to see what was under it, so I grabbed my camera, put it down there, and took a picture. Here's what I saw:
Holy crap it was cute!! So we tossed the cat in the basement (much to her dismay) and set about photographing and trying to catch the little bunny. He was itty-bitty and super quick, but I got this shot of him which I absolutely love:
We did finally catch him in a bucket and took him outside. Here is a photo so that you can get an idea of his size:
I checked him over for injuries, and, amazingly, he was completely fine! There were absolutely no wounds, cuts, broken bones, or evidence of internal injury. Having looked around on the Internet, I would put his age at 3-4 weeks, just old enough to have left the nest. He appeared to be a normal, healthy, baby bunny and if I didn't know any better, I would have told you he had wandered into the house of his own accord. As best as I could tell, the cat had plucked him up, carried him inside through the window, and dropped him. She seemed to like catching him, but when she did, she carried him gently by the scruff of his neck, and did not bat him around or use her claws on him.
So, we let him go, and he tore off behind our neighbors deck. I'm quite sure that he'll be out and digging up my garden within the month, but I couldn't bear to release him anywhere else just in case he still needed his mother. Yeah, I'm a sucker
Anyways, she is mostly an indoor cat, but when the weather is nice, she always manages to find one way or another to get out of the house and go exploring. She always comes back after a few hours, so when she does get out, we just leave a window open for her and don't worry about it too much. Well, one day when she had gotten out, my boyfriend and I went to go pick up some dinner to eat. When we got back, she was back in the house and greeted us at the door as always. We sat down checking our e-mail and whatnot and about 15 minutes later our living room suddenly erupted in a series of high-pitched screams! We ran in to see what had happened, and the cat was carrying something brown and furry about by the scruff of it's neck. She dropped it, and whatever it was tore off to hide under the equipment rack in the corner. I couldn't get down to see what was under it, so I grabbed my camera, put it down there, and took a picture. Here's what I saw:
Holy crap it was cute!! So we tossed the cat in the basement (much to her dismay) and set about photographing and trying to catch the little bunny. He was itty-bitty and super quick, but I got this shot of him which I absolutely love:
We did finally catch him in a bucket and took him outside. Here is a photo so that you can get an idea of his size:
I checked him over for injuries, and, amazingly, he was completely fine! There were absolutely no wounds, cuts, broken bones, or evidence of internal injury. Having looked around on the Internet, I would put his age at 3-4 weeks, just old enough to have left the nest. He appeared to be a normal, healthy, baby bunny and if I didn't know any better, I would have told you he had wandered into the house of his own accord. As best as I could tell, the cat had plucked him up, carried him inside through the window, and dropped him. She seemed to like catching him, but when she did, she carried him gently by the scruff of his neck, and did not bat him around or use her claws on him.
So, we let him go, and he tore off behind our neighbors deck. I'm quite sure that he'll be out and digging up my garden within the month, but I couldn't bear to release him anywhere else just in case he still needed his mother. Yeah, I'm a sucker
