Riley has gotten bored with killing chipmunks. It was too easy. For most of the month he’s been practicing catch and release. He catches them, brings them up on the porch, and lets them go.
We considered the possibility that he may be waiting for them to get bigger and juicier.
Me:Â “He’s farming?”
The husband: “I think it is more like ranching.”
And then the neighbor intervened. This neighbor likes the bloodthirsty side of Riley. He has complimented him on laying waste to the local mouse population. He came over this weekend and commented to the husband and Riley that Riley was slacking because there were still lots of chipmunks around.
I have been presented with multiple dead chipmunks every day since.
Oh, this made me laugh. 😀 We had a hunter like this once. Gypsy was awesome and also laid waste to the mouse and chipmunk population of the area, but brought numerous squirrels, birds, and lizards home to provide for the family as well. Once she brought a baby bunny home and I screamed at her. Then I felt bad and figured she’d never “provide” for the family again after being so generous. Not so – she kept right on “providing,” but she never ever brought a bunny again. Cats are fabulous, aren’t they?
Sounds like Riley picked up on that conversation with your neighbor. 😉