Since moving into a neighborhood in the fall of 2006, Hunter has had fewer opportunities to go hunting. His favorite prey, pocket gophers and voles, are simply in short supply here, if at all. He's never been much of a birder, although he did once bring a live magpie into the house (more on that fiasco in a later post). Thus he mostly brings home mice, of which there are tons.
If I'm lucky enough to see him coming, I'll rush to close the window or door to keep him from bringing it into the house. They are typically alive and all Hunter really wants to do is show off to daddy and get some attention. Of which I give him tons but he then drops them, forgets to chase them, and they get behind stuff. Here are some images of his latest conquest on a great spring day, Cinco de Mayo, 2008.
Sorry for the airbrush look. Not sure what is wrong with my camera. In the video here, I love how Hunter is torn between gettin' some proud loving and playing with, and ultimately eating, his catch.
For more video of Hunter tormenting the mouse, go to the YouTube Channel.
