When it comes to hunting, Louis Catorze commits to it for a few days, then does nothing for months. This is both good (it’s not a daily occurrence) and bad (just when we think he’s grown too old for it, we have the shock of another headless mouse with the blood drained from its body).
The following took place some time ago but, as ever, I didn’t have a chance to post it in real time due to the copious amounts of other nonsense taking place:
1. Strikingly pretty metallic emerald beetle gets caught in spider web.
2. Much smaller spider approaches, then clearly thinks, “Merde: how am I going to eat this thing?”
3. The pair of them tussle, whilst Catorze looks on.
4. Beetle manages to wriggle free of web. Catorze continues to watch.
5. Beetle falls off fence and into gap behind bench.
6. Catorze decides that now is the time to try and reach it, despite having been in a perfect position to do so before (and done nothing whatsoever about it).
7. Mission aborted. Well, not so much aborted as, erm, never actually begun in the first place.
8. Catorze recovers from his failure and goes back to having cuddles with his beloved papa.
Oh, Catorze, an apex predator you are not. Ok, so he may have caught a few mice last month, but this doesn’t makes him a hunter any more than going for a run makes me a runner.
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