BUT IT'S ALL A DISGUISE!!!
She's a mean, senseless, cold-blooded, bird-killer kitty!!!
One day I was working early in the morning in the living room. As usual I opened the window so that the nice morning breeze can get in. Mouche was sleeping under a chair far away from that window.
Then I heard something and Mouche was already flying in the air by the window then she landed on her four feet on the chair next to the window.
I was like, "What? What happened?"
Then I heard something chirped from her mouth. I thought it was a mouse at first. But there are never mice in our house, thanks to the so many snakes here (yes, that's an irony). And why would it be in the air? I watched her closely and asked her what it was in her mouth.
She said, "Grmmmeeeehhhhrrrr," which meant, "Shut up, it's mine!"
Then I saw it.
|It was a bird!!!|
I was SO freaked out.
I told Mouche sternly to let the bird go away. But she hid under the chair.
When I tried to get the bird, she ran downstairs.
After a short while, I didn't hear the bird's sound anymore. I concluded that it was already dead.
There was no way I would want to go downstairs and find the bird's dead body somewhere there. So I waited until Vincent woke up and told him all about it. Then I also told him to get rid of the bird's body so I wouldn't have to see it when I went downstairs.
He looked at me in amazement, "Bibou, Mouche is a cat. There won't be any bird anymore."
I screamed. She couldn't have possibly eaten the bird, could she???? She was just a little spoiled, weak kitty!!!
But she did. As Vincent went downstairs, there was only the head of the bird and Mouche was playing with it.
I hated Mouche for two days.