Crouching Kucing Hidden Tikus

That seemed like ages ago, in the earlier years of my childhood in the kampong.  When was the last time you saw a cat stalking and catching a rat or a mouse ?

We had one lean & mean Tommy boy, living on fresh rodent sashimi three meals a day. Alas, one day he went out and never returned.

The later replacements did not seem to be interested in hunting rats, mice or birds or anything that was alive.   They were contented to purr and brush their tails against our legs, waiting for some nice fried fish or meat or papayas (yes, papayas). Otherwise, they would do day-long siesta on the sofa with four legs facing the ceiling.

Had they made peace ?  Or eating rats wasn’t feline chic anymore ?

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