At first, she was intrigued by her fresh catch. The animal. The huntress. She was wild and conquering. Her skills were sharp - almost as sharp as her teeth and claws. She was ready. She is ready for dove season; but today…today is hummingbird season.
Be vewy quiet. I’m hunting hummingburds.
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We have four hunter-killers in the house -- but only one -- the female -- can actually catch anything. The other three are content to sit and wait for something to fly into their mouths. The female -- Precious -- is very adept at catching Hummers. They tease her to no end. She gets the last laugh. If I can get to her early enough -- I can save them. It's not unusual to grab her by the scruff of her neck seconds after a catch is made -- only to have the freshly caught Hummer whiz out of her mouth once it opens. Other times -- the Hummer has not been as lucky.
Ahhhh....:0 I didn't expect to see a dead hummingbird. I thought I would see a beautiful photo of a bright and cheery hummer. :)
That must be one fast cat. I'm sure she is very pleased with herself.
Hummers are aggressive little brats, and while I don't wish them harm, I certainly don't mourn when one gets what he deserves.
Poor lil' guy. Oh well, thems the breaks. This is my first time putting out feeders and I have just LOVED having all the hummingbirds in the yard.
@Aunt Snow... I HAVE been buzzed a few times in the yard but for the most part, they just set and look...and let me get about two feet from them.
Here's my bird album if anyone's interested...
http://picasaweb.google.com/egnilk66/BirdPhotosAndVideos2010#
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