Meat
 

What to do? My cat has brought home a full-grown hare and left it dead on the doorstep. They've only eaten part of the head. What should I do?

Chuck it. You don't know if they killed it or found it dead from bubonic plague. :yeldead:

Chuck it! Chuck it!!!

Hey now! What did Chuck ever do to you?

Chuck it now or UP-chuck it later. :-)

Is the fur salvagable? If so, skin it and then chuck it.

Never consume used meat.

If I followed this policy, I would never have met my bf. hahaha

watch the cat for 48 hrs and if it's OK...


ah, better chuck it.

Cock is a renewable resource. A little soap, a little water...good as new. :D Or so the Mrs tells me.

Can't you feed it to the cat? If it doesn't smell bad etc, what's wrong with letting the cat eat it? Of course, I'd recommend skinning and butchering it for the cat rather than just leave the carcas lying around in the yard. :)

"A little soap, a little water...good as new."

Yes but it also depends on where it was. ;-)

Eh?
I can't think of anywhere a little soap & water couldn't fix....
Unless you mean.. A meat grinder?!

Soap and water could fix it. But it would take more than "a little". hahahaha

Hahah, I so thought you were talking about cock...

I wouldn't without knowing what it died of.:worried:

I just assumed it died of cat. ;)

chuck it...yeah, one never knows where the animal came from.. personally I'm waiting for our two younger cats to actually catch something... the older one does, but he seems to work on more of a 'catch and release' program. (I've been told that the hunt is more fun than the catching.. on a number of levels). and besides! the crows wold more than like a nice afternoon buffet!

OK OK so I chucked it. I have eaten of a hare left on the doorstep by the cats before and lived to tell the tale, but everyone seems so adamant that it could have a dread disease ...
I think it probably hopped into the garden of its own accord, then got spooked by cat, and jinked into the fence where cat dealt with it - cos I can't see how the cat dragged anything as big as and heavier than itself through the fence (stock fence with 6" square wire mesh). Dragging it through the [closed] gate would have been a possible, I suppose...
What about roadkill?

Oh, and cowhead, you'll be sorry when they do start catching stuff, nothing worse than stepping on cold (or warm!) entrails in your bare feet in the dead (ho ho) of night ...

I just noticed this thread. Did you throw it in a dirty trash can, or is it still relatively clean? Can you get it back? Do you have a meat grinder?

Your cat is just lucky it wasn't Old Mr. Benjamin Bunny, who had no opinion whatever of cats...

You can tell by looking how fresh the meat is anyway. I'd have chucked it since bunnies ain't my bag, baby.

Oh, I beg to differ. I think bunnies ARE indeed "your bag"---how else to explain that subscription to PlayBoy?

you should boil your bunny
 

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I chucked it over the fence into a field for the crows yesterday morning. I knew it was fresh (rigor mortis had set in and not yet passed off), but several people seemed concerned about disease ...

yeah.. looking forward to that, one of my past cats was an avid and prolific hunter.. nothing more pleasant than waking up with mouse heads ringing your bed. really surreal to wake up to. then again, from the cats point of view I ought to have been flattered that shoo fly wanted to share his hunt with me,

Some things are almost as bad....

A few days before we got married, my wedding dress-to-be was hung on the back of the bedroom door. A deep purple and black ballgown with a black taffeta overskirt.

We awoke one morning to find black shreds all over the bedroom.

I was so relieved to find the squelchy carcass of the blackbird whose feathers they were.

Our cats also brought in live squirrels and pigeons through the catflap. The mess made by a terrified pigeon trapped under a bed by two toying cats is fowl.

Try a rabbit disected in the middle of a light tan living room rug. It's amazing how much blood a rabbit holds. :yeldead:

Lay the dead rabbit along the roadside, drop a few coloured eggs and a small basket and then take a picture, and add the caption "Easter will be cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances" and leave it where kids will find it! :D

(They don't do they easter bunny thing over there......)

(but you could sell the images online, I'm sure.....)

((Beest says except for people who watch the Vicar of Dibley))

A friend of mine's cat always used to leave headless mouse and bird carcasses on his front doorstep. He was very suspicious of the cat. He firmly believed that the cat had a Satanic Altar somewhere out in the woods behind the house, built from all the skulls.

I told him he was probably wrong. A proper Satanic Altar needs drippy black candles. Cats can't light matches, no matter how hard they try, even those strike anywhere bluetip ones.

When I lived in the country I had an indoor/outdoor cat called Raphael. Being a black cat, he had something of the night about him and used to play Jack the Ripper with the local mouse population. Except instead of displaying the little mice prostitutes in the foggy streets of East London, he used to unzip their furry corpses on our kitchen floor. We never simply found a dead mouse. We found mice, sprawled on their backs, split from stem to stern with the internal organs loosened just enough to distinguish each from the other.

Sometimes, one or other of the cats would try the contents. But there was always a mysterious purple bit they left behind.

I swear he was trying to find what made them so exciting. Who knows, maybe he has progressed to reanimation by now.

Probably the liver, would be my guess. Liver is purplish and gross, and full of toxins, so animals (unlike people) have the good sense not to touch it.

And yet that cat loved a bit of liver when I served it up.

It's the old opposable thumb problem again, isn't it? He couldn't get to the fridge in order to soak it in milk and then fry it up with a bit of bacon and onion...

You know I only read it for the pict erm articles.