Let’s talk about bugs. All the flies and spiders that seem to have found their way into the house.
Look, just because I’m a cat, that doesn’t mean I’m going to eat them. I get enough Stinky Goodness and that dry crap left out for snacking between meals. I don’t need the extra protein I could get from slurping down the dead carcass of a eight legged freak or the wiggling body of a no-longer flying trash monger.
Now, sure, I take great joy in hunting them down, and ripping off their little wings and legs, but I’m not going to eat them.
I’ve effectively removed them from being an irritant.
Isn’t that enough?