It's hard to shoot a picture from a darkish room of a moving cat after a fly. This day was Margeaux's day of glory. She stalked, killed, ate and barfed three big flies! I am happier to see her go after gnats. Our house is devoid of indoor spiders and the occasional wayward mosquito does not last long with three predators patrolling. Shannon, may she rest in kitty peace, used to wait at the hole in the wall of our apartment and prey upon the crickets that emerged. She'd leave the legs and we'd be aghast at the carnage! Dee vacuumed up the spindly remains with horror, yet admiration, that Shannon was so dedicated to the task.
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