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a different sort of pumpkin carving contest

many of you may have seen these already, but i couldn't resist posting them. they're a wonderful mixture of being incredibly cute and frankly awe-inspiring (try biting into a pumpkin yourself and see how much fits in YOUR mouth). anyone who has ever been owned by a cat and watched them play with a ball will certainly be struck by the sense that they are watching a world in which they are suddenly like gulliver among the brobdingnagians. this first one actually shocked me not because of the kitty content but because, for the first time ever, it made me have a positive thought about wal-mart.



and there's more! i'm amazed at how lustily the cats dig into these, since raw pumpkin is something even a die-hard vegetarian would find difficult to swallow. (pun intentional, but not very good... that said, as the blandest of the gourds, pumpkin certainly does benefit from a bit of dressing up in order to be palatable.)

the most fascinating thing about this to me is that, for all that animal behaviour experts will insist that this sort of thing is nothing but practice for hunting and killing prey, it seems impossible to deny that, much like human children, these cats are simply engaging in an activity that challenges both their dexterity and their ingenuity. in other words, they're doing it because it's fun.

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Aaron Fenwick said…
I watched these as well with total amazement. Make me want to go to zoo and hurl pumpkins in the big cat enclosure...

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