Just kidding, that's not true. But THAT was how I spent my Saturday night. OY! Bronx, Bronx, Bronx...what are we going to do with you? I mean, don't get me wrong I am thankful that I have a cat who actually takes care of these kind of situations. Unlike Jackson who, in the past, just stands there and barks at the mouse (at least he's barking at something instead of the usual nothing..).
Maybe cats are part of a secret kitty mafia. Bronx definitely snuffed this little critter out. And then not only did he enjoy killing the little bugger, but he definitely had fun doing and was a bit creative. I'm just saying, there are some similarities between the way the mob deals with "dirty rats" and the way cats deal with "the meeces".
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