Rattlesnake Gal
Senior Member
Registered: November 2003
Location: Central NH
Posts: 5,252
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Mon October 25, 2010 5:03pm
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Reminds me of my childhood cat that my father so aptly named Satan. He was a real hunter- we saw him grab a bat out of the air in my parent's bedroom. (How it got in, I have no idea.) We lost him at camp one year on Lake contoocook while renting a cottage. Kept going back for weeks and weeks and eventually gave up. The next year when we arrived back, guess who was waiting for us?! He was quite skinny, but seemed to have survived a year on his own just fine.
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