Unlucky moth

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A rather large moth has been buzzing about my spot lights in the kitchen, casting a huge shadow all over the place. He was out of reach for a clean catch and I don't like killing things for minor annoyances... Turning the lights off stopped him flapping about, but still couldn't get in for a nab, so I bided my time. Finally the opportunity presented itself and I dived skywards with cupped hands and caught the bugger cleanly.

Took him over the window and pried it open with my pinky finger, so not to let the damn thing go/crush it, managed to open it after much swearing, guess what? ******* cat sat on the window ledge swiped it's paw and caught the moth, pinning it to the ledge like a black clad ninja. It looked up at me like "u mad?" and slinked off :D
 
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You should pick up your cat and use him as a bug hoover. Mine rocks at getting all spiders and flies
 
It has all the elements of a good story:

The tedious futility of modern life always headbutting the same light bulb. A minor situation quickly escalates into angst over killing, flight from danger, kidnapping. Intimate human contact, almost a symbiotic relationship developing between strangers, yet always with the expectation of rejection. Then the brutal abandonment into the cruel paw of a rival, a betrayal, a denouncement.
The cat obviously playing the symbolic role of Death.

It's just like an Igmar Bergman film, but with a cat! :cool:



What's not to love?
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Nobody killed the cat, in Bergman/Brennen fillms, the cat kills symbolically kills our dull existence (the moth). It's like a sacrifice of identity.



Nobody watches black and white films any more :(
 
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