New Friend
Marlowe is moving up in the world. Before yesterday all he'd ever brought home were shrews. But yesterday I cornered his latest friend behind the TV and it turned out to be a field vole- and voles are bigger and fatter than shrews. He didn't seem to have done it any serious damage- so I bundled it up in a shawl and released it into the long grass.
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They never ate shrews. I presume they smell/taste nasty. They never ate moles either, even though Fluffy was adept at catching and killing them.
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Marlowe never seems to want to eat his friends- just play with them. Sometimes, if the game goes on long enough, they wind up dead.
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