I regret to inform my faithful readership that just days after posting on my respect and admiration for the Rodenator, he was found dead just 100 yards from my house on 151st street. Cause of death- while not a veterinarian, having examined photographic evidence provided by a sick individual, I have concluded the Rodenator died of a combination of basilar, depressed, and linear skull fractures. Although the skull is tough, resilient, and provides excellent protection for the brain, a severe impact or blow can result in fracture of the skull and may be accompanied by injury to the brain. The Rodenator's head injuries were clearly catastrophic and fatal due to multiple vehicular impacts.
I would have informed you earlier, however I have been too distraught. Only now can I bring myself to talk about it. Rabbit activity has already picked up. Mice are roaming and terrorizing housewives at will. Birds are dive-bombing suburbanites and definantly building nests in grills and porches throughout Havencroft. My neighborhood is in grave danger. Yep, you guessed it- the neighbor's dog is still laying there licking himself.
Stop what you are doing and please observe a moment of silence in honor of the Rodenator...and weep for the inhabitants of an Olathe subdivision called Havencroft.
10 comments:
You are one sick puppy !!!!
Sick and full of "holy crap" what ever that is, we could take up a collection an purchase a new Rodenator.
Norma
you said cat-astrophic...
that's cool. huh-huh-huh
That's the last time I take pictures for you...
"photographic evidence provided by a sick individual" DARE YOU TO IDENTIFY the "Sick individual"
Steve
Now Steve, any blogger worth his salt (or not desiring to sleep on the couch) would never reveal his sources...
Release the photos. We need proof. Freedom of Information Act and all.
Hey Jeff, very cool word, “cat-astrophic!” Sounds to me like a “Woodyism” but unfortunately, you get credit for it.
He was a good cat and died as he lived (violently). He will be missed deeply by those who were the beneficiaries of his skills. FYI: The "Hair Trigger Gang" is always available for those "big jobs" (i.e. raccoon, bobcat, coyote, fox and opossom). While the six of us combined do not possess nine lives like "Mr. Rodenator," we generally are much more agile and aware in the face of oncoming traffic. We must have developed a larger cerebral cortex -- I would say were "created that way" but you DO live in Kansas. ("Although they know God, they deny Him as God . . .)" R.I.P. Mr. Rodenator. A glass of liquified catnip is being raised in your honor!
The release of that picture could put many other cats at risk...it would be irresponsible.
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