Cats Were Designed to Eat Meat
We have to face the fact that God made cats to eat meat – fresh meat. He designed them to catch their meat in the wild. Throughout history man has depended upon cats to help him keep the rodent population in check.
My neighbor’s cat, Pumpkin, was the sweetest cat you’d ever want to meet. That is her photo, above. She was a great help to me in keeping the rodent population down on our property.
Pumpkin Eats a Gopher
Pumpkin, as affectionate as she is to people, is a great hunter. I saw her one day with this gopher (bless her) as I was leaving the house. She was not playing with it. She was eating it.
As you see here, eating involves movement. You can also see that cats don’t like “greasy, grimy gopher guts” any more than people do. See how Pumpkin has left the innards neatly behind her?
Cats Are Possessive of their Prey, and They Have Rules
In the photo below, you can see something has distracted Pumpkin.
Pumpkin has noticed that Nickie, another of her human’s cats, is watching her. Nickie is pretending to be asleep, but probably is focused on Pumpkin’s dining. Nickie will not try to take the gopher away from Pumpkin. Cats know the rules. You don’t steal prey from another cat. It just isn’t done. According to J.M. Masson (The Nine Emotional Lives of Cats) this is true even if the cat with the prey is on the bottom of the cat hierarchy and the top cat is watching.
Pumpkin, assured that Nickie is following the rules, goes back to the serious business of eating, still discarding what she doesn’t want to eat. If she were my cat, she would probably leave those parts on my porch by the door as my cat Trouble used to do. I don’t know the significance of this, and neither did J.M. Masson. Maybe cats like to make us a present without sacrificing the parts they most like to eat themselves. Or maybe this is a delicacy they offer us. Many cats love organ meats from calves. But maybe the gopher guts aren’t as tasty as calves’ liver.
As we see in this picture, eating is hard work. No knives and forks or humans to cut the meat in pieces. One has to use one’s claws and teeth.
I think this is where we came in. I had to leave for the post office at this point. I didn’t find any remains the next day, so someone must have eaten what Pumpkin didn’t want. Coyotes? The roaming opossum? Nickie? What do you think?
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