Friday Hunting...and we won (wif moms help)

Look what we gots! Wowie zowie...
We haf to confess dat we had help from our mom, she's a freak wif stuff like dis. Her brain is all twisted up and stuff and she can spit out movie quotes like a tape recorder...thanks fur da great and fun contest Hendrix and fur da cool badge!
And Fin is haffing a "hunting" week so we just knew we hadda post Zippy, our mighty hunter!

Thanks guys. Hunting is my pashun and even tho I have no claws on my front feets (except fur da back one and one on my little toe on da left foot) due to an accident when I was a baby kitten and am only allowed out on a leash I CATCH STUFF FUR MOM! Mom sez to warn yoo dat some of deze pikshers is grafik, dat means icky and may make some beans not feel right...

Here are some of my hunts: first, mouse... Dis was in da hunt/play faze...dat blue stuff is my leash Dis is what mom found da next morning...I really din't mean to make him go deaded, I just wanted to play.

Dis is what she found one morning after I had been outside da night afore...dis stoopid thing was eating mom tulip bulbs so I had to make him go deaded...I'm not sorry, nope, it's what I was made to do...even if mom does say bad words as she picks dem up fur disposal. Hey, I have crunchies, stinky goodness and HAM, I don't eat dis stuff!