The Mighty Huntress

by I Dig Bad Boys

Ever since that hot summer day when I brought Buttercup, squalling and squealing, home in a cardboard carrier, she has made herself the official Mighty Huntress of the Bad Boy household. There is no bug too large or small for her to hunt down, kill and present to myself or Corvette Guy my husband.

The first time she did this, we looked at her and ourselves and the buggy corpse and praised her for it. I guess from she got the idea into her little kitty head that it was a Good Thing ™ and has been presenting us with recently killed bugs ever since.

The other night, I came home from work, tired and ready to just go to sleep. I went into the bedroom to change clothes and on my pillow were no less than six buggy corpses. Buttercup roused herself from napping at the end of our bed and came over to me, purring with a look of sheer delight on her face. She looked up at me, meowing happily as if to say “Look what I did while you were gone.” I smiled and went to go get a paper bag to sweep the buggys into. She is a mighty huntress..defending our small home from any creature with more than four legs like a little lioness on the prowl.

I have watched her hunt bugs from time to time and it’s fascinating. She sneaks up on them and just when they are within her reach, she flings her creamy tan-colored body with all it’s camouflaging stripes and spots upon the helpless critter as she sinks her razor-sharp claws into its tough exoskeleton. After batting it around a few times, she always brings her prize to either Corvette Guy or I for praise. I pet her and tell her what a good girl she is, what a fine huntress she is before disposing of the insect carcass. After all, it weren’t for her, our house might be overrun with bugs, spiders, flies and what not. I am glad to have around someone who doesn’t mind killing those things because I don't have the heart to kill them myself.

"Thousands of years ago,cats were worshipped as gods.They have never forgotten this."--Anon.