Cat: this is a nice place and I like you. I want to make sure you’re eating.
Here, take this
Whose a good little guy? Whose a good little guy? You did such a good job! I’m so proud of you! Yes! You’re an apex predator! You get so many chin scratches!
My cat is a fetch cat. He loves to fetch.
Every time he does a pounce on one of his toys and rabbit kicks it, or stalks it across the living room, I praise him for all his murder skills. I also will tell him that’s why he’s not allowed outside, he’s simply too fierce and terrifying and all the animals would die.
He seems to enjoy the praise because if I don’t say anything he’ll keep playing, but when I praise him he runs back to me with his toy and a jaunty little prance for scratches.
"Dude, I noticed you really can not hunt. See, here. It’s only a little bit alive. It only runs a little bit, so you can practice. "
Just get better at hunting. You go out for hours at a time and never come back successful.
It’s a good thing that the pantry always has food, otherwise we’d be in trouble.
