I often post about my beloved co-workers
Fred and Ginger, who make up our Rodent Abatement Team. Over the weekend, they were on special assignment in one of our buildings, in which there was evidence of at least one unwanted tenant. On Saturday, I arrived at work and let the two of them out so I could give them their customary can of catfood (each one gets half a can in the morning and half a can in the evening), and I noticed that they had been hard at work... there were the remains of a
Rattus norvegicus, but not a
Rattus Norvegicus just inside the doorway. Lovely... the carcass of the rat was reduced to a semblance of a
muroid Penanggalan. I grabbed a stick and batted the remains of the critter outside, so the
clean-up crew could dispose of them, while sharing in the ratty bounty.
I made sure to praise my feline co-workers, and after feeding and brushing them, we went on a nice walkabout. Their methods are gruesome but not
unsound, and for a couple of straight-up killers, they sure are pretty:
They sure seem to enjoy their job, too.
3 comments:
Designed from the ground up to stalk, hunt and kill swiftly and silently in the dark. Pound for pound, as badass as any Croc...
OH, yeah. You never know how strong they are until you try to bathe one. Years ago, my brother Sweetums and I gave a bath to our cat, Charlie, because he stank so bad. Never again!
for a couple of straight-up killers, they sure are pretty:
They are using their eldritch glamour to convince you that they are beautiful. Roll d20 to resist glamour.
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