A CAT-STORY.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR."]
am induced to send you an account of a remarkable instance of feline sagacity which occurred in my house last week. About a fortnight ago my black Persian cat brought to the house a young sparrow, and taking it to the front door- mat, began stripping it of its feathers. The cook not approving of the litter made by the said feathers, doubled the mat over, and told the cat he must not make such a litter, but strew the feathers on the wrong side of the mat and not on the top. A fortnight subsequent to this lecture the cat brought in another bird, and marvellous to say, himself turned the mat (which was a heavy coir mat) over with his claws, and littered the wrong side of it with the feathers, precisely as the cook had told him to do. This is absolutely true. If it had been told me as a story, I should have been very sceptical as to its truth. But I have witnesses by ocular proof as to its being a fact and without exaggeration.—I am, Sir, &c., H. D.
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