Mass Murderer At Work

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I have known he was a serial killer for a long time. I chose to ignore it, but today he has taken killing to an extreme. This morning I found body parts strewn all over the patio.... a foot here, entrails over there, blood, more entrails from another body near the lawn. I closed the curtains and decided to take care of it a little later. Sometimes the birds pick up the pieces.

I went into the front yard to get something out of my car. There stuck to the sidewalk was the lower half of another body! :eek: I rushed inside as I thought I better clean it up before the neighbors see it or a dog tries to eat it. Not having a better disposal method, I body bagged it and stuck it in the trash. Then I opened up the curtains to clean up the pieces from the patio and saw him quick at work again! :eek:

Total body count: 4
Total time outside: less than 2 hours

That's our Newt, for a middle aged cat he sure is a good hunter.

Our yard backs up to open space and a creek. I think because of all the heavy rain and lush vegetation there are more rodents than normal. He is a good gaurd cat. We have never had a mouse or rat inside.
 

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We have two (litter mates) outdoor/indoor cats and we don't have a rodent problem. However I do feel it's only fair to real cats to not give them credit for the lack of any vermin. These two are so lazy the mouse would have to roll over dead at there feet then they might decide to take credit for the kill and that could be a stretch. hardcase60
 
When we were traveling full time in our RV we had a little female cat that was leash trained. (She never went outside without her leash) Even with that handicap she caught a half dozen mice.... with me on the other end of the leash!
One time she was looking out the window, came over to me and indicated she wanted to go outside. Got her all dressed up in her harness and leash, went out and she headed directly for a bush that was 30-40 feet feet from the RV and promptly caught a mouse.....
 
Wow! That looks exactly like one of our ferals. Same colors and markings. When he was born (his mom was also one of our ferals so he has been with us all his life) we thought him a female so we named him Dolly. Eventually the evidence clearly demonstrated that he was definitely a male. So we started calling him Mr. Dolly.

Like yours, he is a killer and he is open for business. He is very adept at catching doves and rodents (but he has pretty much wiped out the rodent population here. We've only seen one body on the deck this year and no evidence of any live rodents. Last week we found what we think was part of a baby possum.

Once he climbed a tree in the back yard and got into a squirrels nest and killed the babies.

But he's kind of the boss of the back yard. He is very protective of his mom and siblings. But any other cat that happens by better not have any plans on hangin' around for long. Mr. Dolly is a big strong cat and he don't play.

I wish I could find some pics of him. Some times I call him brisket neck. Head like a pit bull. Shoulders like a buffalo. But he's fast and agile. When he was younger he had trouble catching birds because so much of his body is white but he over came that handicap and he rarely misses when he goes in for the kill. I wish I could train him as a watch cat. I'd feel totally safe and wouldn't need any gun for protection.

There's a movie out a while back called Mouse Hunt with Nathan Lane about 2 brothers that get a really mean cat to catch a mouse and they call him "Catzilla" A lot like Mr. Dolly.
 
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Outstanding!

We keep +/- a dozen cats around the ranch house and shop just for the very same purpose. Keeps the mice and therefore snakes away...

Then we have to keep some ranch dogs around to keep the coyotes and bobcats away from the barn cats.
 
When my daughter's cat Fred was still under a year old, he cane into her bedroom one day with a live mouse dangling by it's tail in his mouth. She screamed, her roommate came running in and then she screamed. Fred the cat just looked at them and couldn't understand why they didn't like his "present".

Fred was quite a character, but I won't clog up the thread with stories about him. Sadly, he died suddenly about three months ago. When my daughter called me on the phone she was so upset, I thought that her boyfriend had died.

As it turns out, she'd much rather have Fred around than her now ex boyfriend.

My daughters cat, a night hunter brings it's kill into her bed while she sleeps. She has, more than once woke up with blood all over her pillow and sheets with a dead rodent next to her.
 
Years ago, we lived on two acres that had a creek running through it. At that time we had an English Springer, a Black Lab, four indoors cats and two cats in the yard (life used to be so hard).

Our best cat commando was a 20# Yellow Tabby named "Pud E. Tat".

Like your Newt, he would bring his love offerings for display to the back deck. Critters of all stripes, mice, moles, chipmunks, snakes, birds, skateboards, but his calls for knighthood came when he presented us with a bat.

Thinking it was dead and wanting to get a rise out of Ruthie, I opened the door. Pud bolted into the house, dropped the bat which then sprang to life.

I'm sure you're minds can conjure up the image: a bat being chased by 5 cats and 2 dogs leaving a trail of broken lamps, shredded curtains, missing blinds, perforated knee caps, Ruthie exercising her lexicon of curse words (all prefaced by my name)

It took some doing but I finally took it out with a Swiffer. (All those years in a softball beer league)

I learned many things that day. Chief among them was that her definition of funny and mine don't always intersect.
 
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