There’s No Such Thing as a Free Lunch

We caught a picture of Harun sleeping on top of Daddy’s car a couple of months back. Doesn’t he look like a roast chicken? Or maybe a chicken about to be roasted.

Once when Daddy was outstation, Harun would sleep on Daddy’s car, day and night, and even offered his kill (i.e. a dead rat) on the car’s rear wiper. I wonder if that’s his way of telling us he missed Daddy. Or perhaps that was just the most convenient place to stash the body. At first we were amused, then we were grossed out. (Our maid skipped the ‘amused’ part and went straight to the ‘grossed out’ part because she knew whose dirty job it was -is - to get rid of the carcass!)

The next day there was another carcass but this time it was on the floor just behind the car. Then we noticed the broken wiper arm. Uh-oh. Looks like Harun was actually having a go at his prey on the wiper arm.

Anyway, about free lunches. It’s mating season now and the "cat"-erwauling is getting to be very annoying. Luckily Harun and Thomas are both neutered, so they don’t go out looking for partners neither do they get into fights. Other tomcats that come across them just sniff them out curiously and then walk away. They’ve been very needy lately, wanting to stay close to us, probably because they’re a little freaked out by all the noise.

If that’s not bad enough, when other tomcats come over looking for food, Harun and Thomas usually just meekly let them have it.

Then they come running to us complaining, “That other cat took our food! And stole our milk, wa wa wa…” To the untrained ear it would sound like, “Meeeeee-yowwwwww! Meeeeee-yowwwwww!”

So inevitably we get strays coming over for what they think is a free lunch. But everybody knows there’s “no such thing as a free lunch”. Someone should inform those strays. Because once we get friendly enough with them, they’re going straight to the animal hospital to be neutered.

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