We had to publish our Final Friday Fiction yesterday - we have been sitting on that one for two months now - so here is our again slow by nature contribution to the blog-hop you see below.
This critter landed on our balcony doors. It has got feathers. Some of my predecessors in F's household apparently ate moths, but I have never seen the attraction. There are better things to eat by far even if you do have to catch them for yourself. The trick is to trade off the energy consumed by the hunt with the calorific value of the prey - moths simply don't cut it.
Oh I do like to see such pictures... I see a surprising number of moths around here, but I don't feel inclined to catch them either, Tigger. Except the little silver one I spotted the other day. The type of moth that sets wool-lovers' hearts a-beating... Hugs and whiskeries, YAM-aunty xxx
oh no, i see Yams comment about the silver moth that wool lovers hate, but i have no wool, maybe the one I saw flying in front of the tv screen last night will not eat cotton or polyester. this little guy does appear to have furs/feathers/fuzzies.. I am thinking it would NOT have a good taste. you made the right decisionReplyDelete
I don't think I've ever seen my 2 eat moths, Mr Cat likes to catch Skinks and Bruno has a thing for praying mantis, the crunching sound is what makes me feel sick.ReplyDelete
In years past we got lots of moths. But the last few years not so many. I fear it’s a sign of the changing climate and the increasing use of pesticides. We are surrounded by farms many of which are market gardensReplyDelete