Yesterday Kendel and I went to the gym in the morning and I left the front window open so the cats could go outside after they woke up and stretched and yadda yadda. Yeah my cats sleep in. Anyway, we get back from the gym and Badger just happens to be in the middle of munching on a bluejay. I was completely grossed out at having to witness this snack.

Badger has the worst gas ever, he can seriously make you go running from the house because you think the strench of his fart is going to soak into your hair and never leave. I know he eats animals, I know he murders on a daily basis. That’s all wonderful but I don’t want to see the dead bodies and I definitely do not want to see the lower half of a bird hanging out of his mouth.

I tried to shoo him out the door but he growled at me. Like I was trying to steal his birdy breakfast from him or something. He didn’t want to go out but I finally got him out and he jumped right back in the window so quick. I think he was more concerned with us knowing that he had caught and was in the middle of eating this bird than he was with just eating the bird in general.

Needless to say I bought a collar with a bell on it for my little murdering baby. I actually really like that Badger is a real cat and is willing to get dirty and kill his own meals. He is an animal after all and it’s nice to see that domestication hasn’t taken everything from him.