Pocky, our backyard hunter...

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Pocky, our tuxedo cat, is quite the hunter. He catches lizards, and sometimes rats, in our backyard. He eats the lizards, so I guess they taste good. He simply kills the rats. What a guy...

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My old cat would eat half of the lizard and leave half for me on the doorstep! Good work Pocky!
 
My old cat would eat half of the lizard and leave half for me on the doorstep! Good work Pocky!

When I was growing up, my mom was the one who usually fed the cats so she was the one who always got the lizard parts, bird pieces, snake sections, scorpion halves:eek:, mouse carcasses, etc. And people say cats aren't affectionate...:D
 
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One of the funniest memories of Pocky came while I was preparing dinner one day. I was looking out the window, and noticed him walking from left to right in my view. He was walking very proudly, and in his mouth was a rather large lizard that was squirming. It was obviously thinking something along the lines "What the hell? How did I end up in this cat's mouth?"

Anyway, he disappeared from eyesight, and about thirty minutes later he showed up at the rear door, asking to be let in. (Probably to get some water.) My wife's working theory is that he enjoys lizards because they're like jerky.

I love it when he kills rats. Heck, I didn't even think there were rats in our backyard. He doesn't eat them, but simply kills them, and leaves them in our yard. I cannot count how many rats I have buried. The non-grass portion of our backyard is becoming a "small creature graveyard." I started to be careful where I dig, because I am likely to dig one up when burying another.

He catches birds from time to time. He finds their ability to fly, as an escape mechanism, to make catching them more challenging.

Our large backyard tree, which is very large, has a couple tree squirrel nests. A couple years ago, Pocky managed to catch a couple baby ones, and completely ate them except for the tail, which I found. These were of the gray variety. The tree also have black squirrels, which I observed to be more aggressive. They chase the gray ones, and also stand up to Pocky. I sometimes hear their exchange in the mornings. He has yet to catch a black squirrel.

Anyway, Pocky is definitely a hunter, protecting us from the wild things in our backyard.
 
BTW, Pocky got his name because his legs look like Pocky sticks, which is the name of a famous Japanese confectionery. They are stick-shaped cookies that are two-thirds dipped into chocolate. At least, the original ones are. Now that have "designer" versions that are dipped into other flavors.

(Pretz is a related Japanese snack, shape- and size-wise, but instead of being made out of cookies, they are made out of crackers, and come in typical cracker flavors.)
 
Gotta love dead frogs on my doormat :) My cat is quite cool, but your cat at least eats his kills.
 
Our family was adopted 19 years ago by a feral cat, one of those Virginia grey shorthairs that has been the best hunter I've ever known - not only eats lizards, brings in birds, mice, voles, even a rabbit now and then. She's slowed down a bit now and is fairly deaf, but still hunts our neigborhood variety of tailess lizard, a recent evolutionary product.
 
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Cool cat!

The cat in my avaitar came to our back door abandoned about 14yrs ago. He was a good hunter out of need to stay alive I would guess. He would catch all types of things, snakes, birds, moles, shrews, bats, ate bugs, but I think his favorite were spring baby bunnies. One day I saw him bring up to the house a full size bunny that was almost as big as him! He was attacked by a coyote one night and was partly paralyzed for a short time, but ended up fully recovering. I think he used up a couple of his nine lives on that one. He is mostly a inside cat now, but still enjoys the outdoors.


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My girlfriends cat is the same way,the mockingbirds at my new place give her hell and divebomb her all the time, until last week when she got one, they leave her alone now, she caught an owl one time, a small screech owl, about 2-3 pounds, she was flat on the ground and i dont think the owl saw her and jumped off the fence, she jumped up and got it, we were drinking beer in the back and my friend yelled, check this out, needless to say it was one of the coolest things i have seen. She let the owl go when she realized she bit off a little more than she could chew, the owl played dead for a minute then flew off, not making this up. It was surreal seeing a little 9 lb housecat take down a bird with a 2-3 ft wingspan.
 
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Pocky is also a talker. We have no clue what he is saying, but he clearly has a vocabulary. I am pretty good at guessing what he is thinking when he talks, though. My family gets a kick out of it.

Oh, and it is usually obvious when he caught then ate something, because he doesn't act as hungry as usual at meal time. In fact, he seems to fake acting hungry. Funny.

He is attracted to any type of meat or fish, such as when we're preparing dinner. He is also attracted to the smell of butter.
 
Update. Pocky stayed outside last night, and he is not very hungry. We refer to him as the "guilty guy" when this happens. He obviously caught something, more substantial than a lizard, and ate it.

I wonder what it was... :confused:

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