The Grasshoppers story needs a foreword. We had a little accident that morning. I was preparing for the fashion show in the bathroom, when I heard a terrible eeeeek eeeeek eeeek. I knew this sound. Sound of a dying sparrow. Hunter cat felt lucky and caught a happy bird right from the balcony. Not for the first time and not the only cat who did that here.
By now we have 3 restless sparrow souls and an uncounted number of innocent insect souls flying around in these rooms. Thats scary and not good for feng and shui. So anyway in the afternoon I heard a little rustle and saw my cat jumping from asleep to AWAKE staring at the green hopper. Me staring too. Big guy, beautiful too. Save him! Now get a glass and paper one eye on starving cat. That green guy barely fit the cup so I had a little fight with his countless extremities and finally put him on the catnip plants outside. Took a few minutes for him to relax and finally he jumped off my balcony into new grasshopper adventures. Farewell you and take care!
Cat, sad and disappointed, obviously deadly starving lost her second exotic meal that day and scuffled back to the kitchen where dry pellets were waiting defenseless, cold and quiet.