More like "There's some big fat clumsy slob who's a lousy hunter in my house!"
You should have seen Alice trying to kill and constrict that puny mouse.
When I first saw him, I thought he had been gravely injured and was in his death throes.
His face was bloody and he was twitching and writhing horribly.
It wasn't until I was literally on top of him that I saw the blood was from the middle-munched mouse and the 'convulsing' was Alice trying desperately to "coil" something so small he couldn't properly get his neck around it.
For all I know, that itty bitty mousling was the first thing he'd been able to successfully snag in 3 weeks of trying.
I know he was starved because he'd come back out of the hole minutes later to find his "kill".
[which I'd already flushed]
"The Great Yellow Hunter", he ain't.
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