hunter

I was watching Mrs. Doubtfire today, lying on my couch, when I saw my moderately fat cat playing with something. I thought this was pretty cool, because I always assumed she just slept all day, being so massive. But, there she was, tossing up a little black thing with her mouth, and batting it back down with her paw, over and over. Pretty cool.
except, I realized she couldn't actually be playing.

She's too fat.

So, I went up to her suspiciously, to find that she had two little legs and a tail sticking out of her mouth. My fat cat then finished eating the mouse, while I screamed in horror, and went to sleep.
I was right all along. Too fat.