I think it was last Thursday evening I heard growling and a weird clicking kind of noise coming from the kitchen, so I went in to check it out. Salem was growling. Then he took off for the bathroom.
Salem
I saw a bug on the floor in the kitchen, so I went to get a paper towel to pick it up. Of course, by the time I returned, Tiger had eaten it. Don’t judge. He nearly starved to death as a kitten and has lingering food issues.
Tiger
But I heard more growling and that clicking again coming from the bathroom, so I went to see what Salem had. The clicking noise was Salem beating his paw and the rest of the bug against the floor trying to get it off of him. Luckily, we were in the bathroom where I could grab some tweezers quickly because I was not about to touch this thing without the tweezers.
stag beetle (thanks to my sister for the identification)
Poor boy picked on the wrong beetle. I pulled it off of Salem’s paw. The beetle was clamped onto the tweezers and was still moving when I got it off his paw.
Notice that it is missing part of its body and one leg–Tiger ate that.
I decided to see if he did better with another kind of beetle–a Love Bug.
Herbie
After I finished scooping the barn, I decided it would be easier to take care of Herbie if he was in the house.
Well, that is the plan. But that means I have three cats (Bob doesn’t count this time of year) and a dog to deal with also.
Herbie decided the dog was quite scary.
We’re getting there. Mostly. Sort of.
Teresa
Eden Hills 