The kitties slipped outside while it was still raining, I didn't close the door properly.
Now they're back inside, all wet, but Phoebus has something.
And it's making horrible squeaking, tortured noises. I think it's a bird.. Omg... ;_;
**edit**( It's a bird.. )**edit 2**It just died, so it didn't suffer for too long.. I hope..
I feel so bad about this, why didn't I see him or hear that bird earlier?
When I just went to retrieve it to put it outside, Phoebus jumped on the table, sniffing it before grabbing it again, fully intending to EAT it. I slapped him, grabbed the bird, put it outside and closed the door. Properly this time, I hope..
I don't know which one of the two is the culprit in the end; Phoebus seems too fat and slow to catch a bird, while Luna is very quick and agile. And they both came back in soaked, so..
The bird was missing a lot of feathers and its body was completely fractured (they're big enough to do that just with their jaw) so I suppose most of the lethal stuff took place outside, I don't see any feathers here. Poor thing.. I feel so guilty. And sickened. And angry.
It's their instinct so I can't blame them, it's nature; but it's cruel to come walking back in to start playing with a screaming catch.
Now the red devil is searching around, meowing with that innocent look on his face. Screw him, I'm going to bed.