I've been busy this weekend and haven't had much time to supply you stories about my usual wacky, laugh-a-minute adventures.
This will have to do for now:
My Cat's Breath Smells Like Bugs The torso killer strikes again
Yesterday I accidently let a cricket in the house. It didn't live long. Tiger sqashed it with his paw and chewed it just long enough to tear off a leg. He carried the remaining torso down the stairs and left it when his attention was diverted to something interesting on the ceiling.
Then Samson found it, chewed and swallowed it. Amazingly, it stayed down. (Samson has a hair-trigger vomit reflex.)