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I am going to sound really heartless here.
Our neighbor acquired two cats. One cat is reasonably acceptable, the other, utterly obnoxious. Watching it out in the yard, pointlessly and deliberately maiming the local fauna kept my blood at near boiling for months. When I found the mutilated bodies of two giant 'tookay' geckos I was very close to packing the cat up and dropping it off a few miles into the wilderness.
Well, it turns out that would have been the kind thing to do. I observed the little (expletive deleted) across the road, enjoying itself playing with something I couldn't quite see. The cat was having a ball, jumping about and taking playful swats at the poor victim.
Welllllll, the cobra reared up. It was a king and no baby either. He was righteously pissed off. But even then, it just swayed there, towering about twice the height of the cat. It wasn't until the cat thought it would try it's claws on this instant leafless stalk that the cobra struck.
The first thing that amazed me was the force. I have heard and spoke with several poeple who have been bit by cobras. One, as a child, suffered a broken arm from the force of the blow.
The cat went flying like it had been kicked, rolling half way across the road. It got up and ran. Through the yard and behind the neighbors house. It sat there for a moment, licking itself, then lay down. I went over to look and it was already dead.
So much for those detestable mammals that like to kill and maim for fun. No wonder we have so few feral cats around these parts.
Our neighbor acquired two cats. One cat is reasonably acceptable, the other, utterly obnoxious. Watching it out in the yard, pointlessly and deliberately maiming the local fauna kept my blood at near boiling for months. When I found the mutilated bodies of two giant 'tookay' geckos I was very close to packing the cat up and dropping it off a few miles into the wilderness.
Well, it turns out that would have been the kind thing to do. I observed the little (expletive deleted) across the road, enjoying itself playing with something I couldn't quite see. The cat was having a ball, jumping about and taking playful swats at the poor victim.
Welllllll, the cobra reared up. It was a king and no baby either. He was righteously pissed off. But even then, it just swayed there, towering about twice the height of the cat. It wasn't until the cat thought it would try it's claws on this instant leafless stalk that the cobra struck.
The first thing that amazed me was the force. I have heard and spoke with several poeple who have been bit by cobras. One, as a child, suffered a broken arm from the force of the blow.
The cat went flying like it had been kicked, rolling half way across the road. It got up and ran. Through the yard and behind the neighbors house. It sat there for a moment, licking itself, then lay down. I went over to look and it was already dead.
So much for those detestable mammals that like to kill and maim for fun. No wonder we have so few feral cats around these parts.