Zip was perched on top of the wicker chair on the back porch this morning when I got up. But he wasn’t interesting in coming in the house, he was hunting.
It’s clear now that Zip is a snow cat.
I watched as he pounced on a mole under the bird feeder. It took about a minute for him to hear the mole under the snow and catch it. I watched as he dug in the snow then ran off with it in his mouth to the barn.
I have a feeling he’s been doing a lot of hunting today because he left the mole on the floor of the barn near the pail where we keep his food.
It’s the first “gift” he’s left us.