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[rule_britannia]

Is anyone particularly knowledgeable about cats? 

Mine has taken to killing spiders and bringing them to me. I would very much like her to stop. Sometimes they're not completely dead and I have to put the poor things out of their misery. I'm not sure what I did that would make her think I'm incapable of hunting for myself or whatever thought is drifting about in her vapid feline brain, but any suggestions for deterrents would be appreciated.


[Filtered to Victoria Kirkland]
Are you writing home for this History of Magic assignment? I don't know about Aunt Chris and Uncle Tom, but my mother is going to be very interested in it.

Comments

[cantstarvethisfire]

It's a sign of love apparently. You just have to deal with it, or shoo it away before it drops the thing on your sheets.

[rule_britannia]

That, while a good idea, unfortunately requires being awake when she drops them there. I'm usually not, I just find the things in the morning.

I suppose I should find it reassuring that she cares.

[cantstarvethisfire]

She doesn't drop them on your face, right?

It's part of the 'it's the thought that counts' philosophy.

[rule_britannia]

Occasionally, she does.

You can only wake up with a half-dead spider on your face so many times before it starts to become tiresome.

[cantstarvethisfire]

You should consider make slippers out of her.

[rule_britannia]

That's a bit extreme, don't you think?

[cantstarvethisfire]

I guess if you like cats it might seem that way.

[rule_britannia]

Why would I be keeping a cat as a pet if I didn't like them?

[cantstarvethisfire]

Forced obligation from a sibling.