My beloved Haru has always had a few quirks that make her an unpredictable and entertaining furry companion. One morning, Haru decided to add a new chapter to her list of surprises. Little did I know that I was in for quite the unexpected and blood-curdling wake-up call.
It started like any other morning. I woke up at 5.30 and the first thing that I did was to look for Haru. She always finds her cozy spot on my chair during the night. However, on this particular morning, she was nowhere to be found.
A mild sense of curiosity gave way to growing concern as I realized that Haru's usual morning perch was conspicuously empty. Wondering where she had gone, I began searching the house. It wasn't until I entered the kitchen that I discovered the source of her disappearance.
There, on the cold kitchen floor, sat Haru, a portrait of feline nonchalance. But it wasn't her presence that startled me; it was the lifeless body beside her. She had killed a lizard, and the poor creature had met an untimely end.
The sight was enough to send shivers down my spine. The lizard lay there, flattened and bloodied, a testament to Haru's hunting prowess. Though I had always been grateful for her skills in keeping pests at bay, this unexpected gift was not exactly the pleasant surprise I had hoped for.
Next was the dreaded clean-up and there was no escaping it—I had to face the daunting task of removing the lizard's lifeless body and its detached tail from the floor. Armed with disposable plastic gloves and several layers of toilet paper, I gingerly picked up the limp remains. It was a task I had never envisioned myself doing, but there I was, cleaning up the aftermath of Haru's morning adventure in the kitchen with disinfectant. I think she must have had a whale of a time throughout the night playing and eventually killing the lizard. Thank goodness she didn't chomp down the lizard.
Despite my initial shock and discomfort, I couldn't help but feel grateful for Haru's unintended act of pest control. Lizards and insects had long been a common sight in our home, much to my chagrin. However, ever since Haru joined our household, their numbers have dwindled significantly.
Haru is a true predator, a fierce and relentless hunter who takes her job seriously. She has become our guardian against these unwanted guests, and for that, I owe her a debt of gratitude.
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| Proud look on her face. |
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| Replacing Haru's scratchboard with a new one is a bimestrial routine. She can get really rough with the scratchboard and totally wreck it when she's having the zoomies. In my storeroom is a stash of replacement boards, which I usually purchase from Lazada. |
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| Naughty (and very smart) fella and we all love her to bits. |