>>1578785I never liked cats until this one fucking bold son of a bitch strolled right on up, walked by me on my porch all hunched over, then pounced off the porch and took out a flying rat. He walked back by me with that goddamned pigeon in its mouth and made some kind of chirping sound with it in its mouth when I said, "nice catch, cat". Fucking bros from then on. I found a mouse in a trap one day in my basement, so I got him to a vet, set him up with a litter pan and let him in. By the end of the week, he hadn't eaten any mice that I could tell, but he had piled up 3 dead ones and a fat mole.
He came and went for a couple months, and I didn't try and keep him inside. I found out later he was owned by a broad 3 streets down. Thanks for the exterminator service, Brutus!
