First blood

Aw! Shin's made her first kill -- a little vole/shrew that she dragged in the other day and decided to play with on the stairs. I distracted her with the curtain and then removed her victim to its final resting place -- our dustbin. It was a touching moment.

However, since then, Shin has demonstrated that she's adorably stupid. She keeps bringing in dead leaves with long stalks that look remarkably -- and by remarkably, I mean not at all -- like a dead mouse. She's incredibly proud of herself, making lots of noise to announce her hunting success, but has failed to realize that killing a leaf is not much of an accomplishment. Walking through the house is like tramping through an autumnal forest, with dead leaves crackling underfoot. However, I guess it is better than being ankle-deep in dead rodents.



Nin hasn't yet bought in any trophies, but she has learned to knock open packets of kitty crunchies off the shelf and push open the sliding cupboard door to access the Pets R Pricey fish-flavored kitty-crack treats that are her drug of choice. Clever girl!