Minks? Prey!

These five minks came from stoles purchased at the thrift store and cut apart. Scully hunts them regularly, pulling them down from their roost and coming down the stairs, growling softly, prey securely in her jaws. She usually only does this at night; come morning, we often find all five minks in the dining room at the bottom of the stairs.

Outside the Window

I don't know how good its hunting was, but my watching was good in the wee hours of late last night or early this morning.