Mister, the hunter
Mister was a big, white cat that we had when I was growing up. He had multiple talents but by far his best was hunting. He was always good at catching mice, gophers or just about any small game. His hunting though didn't stop at outdoor fields or catch any stray mouse that ventured inside. He also hunting the dangerous cooked asparagus. Something that wasn't attempted by many cats.
Mister didn't really like asparagus and never ate any of it but did taste the first one. I think it just seemed like a challenge to him when he saw those green spears in the boiling water. I am not quite sure how he figured out that his claws could be used as fish hooks but by golly he did.
When ever my mom would cooked asparagus, which was often, that cat would get up on the counter to watch. after the asparagus had been boiling for a few minutes he would go into his fishing routine. He would sit up, raise a paw, extend a claw, and fish out a single spear. He always managed to do this with such expertise that he never burned his paw. As I mentioned earlier he didn't like to eat it but once seemed to take pride in the fact that he caught that green spear.
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