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The Snucius are aptly named.

They love each other madly. They sleep together, tangled up in each other. I mean, if I were watching the REAL Lucius Malfoy stick his tongue in the real Severus Snape's ear, I might be mildly turned on.... As it is... Not so much.

And they like torturing small things. Or in today's case, not so small. So far I've had a rat, a large bird which looked suspiciously like half a chicken, (thank god no rare birds as yet) and a frog and worms but today took the biscuit. A rabbit. Almost as big as them, too. And recently deceased. Luckily (although not for it) it was a wild rabbit, and not a black and white fluffy loved pet with lop ears and "Mr Fluffy" engraved on a rabbit bowl somewhere.

I dread them ever finding out that people keep them in hutches. "Oh look! A larder!"

I despair!

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It's so odd how they can be purring lapcat one minute and cold-blooded killer the next.

My sis used to let her cat out, but on a harness and leash. He still managed to kill a full grown squirrel.

bwhahaha! I have a friend who has cats that catch squirrels.

My old cat spooky once pounced on a squirrel and it beat her up!!