Outside my computer room window is where I've been feeding small birds, while awaiting deer season and helping out around here. A couple of days ago I watched a medium sized orange and white tabby grab a dove and slink off with it. I got my post hole diggers and dug a hole nearly 5 feet deep close to the spot. Then I bent an eye in a 2 1/2 foot long piece of 3/8" rebar and drove it in to within a foot of the bottom of the hole and added a bit of ready mix till the eye was nearly covered. I already had a nice old counter balance spring, extra heavy duty, from an old washing machine. It was like an old fashioned garage door spring and I hooked one end to the embedded eye at the bottom of the hole. I was making a spring powered deadfall, that instead of a log or big rock on top of the fall to give weight to the drop when triggered, I was going to have a super spring that would pull the fall down when it was triggered. Well, it turned out I needed a chainfall to "cock" the spring and set the figure-4 trigger. and I had to be extra careful strowing pine straw around to hide the pit the giant spring was in when it was all set, and that included baiting with fancy beast crat food. Nothing happened the first day. The second day, I heard a GIANT WHACK just before my first coffee and I knew what that was. I went to the computer room and looked out to see an orange/white striped tail sticking out from under the "fall" part of the trap. I had the chainfall rigged by 10:00 and the fall lifted pretty soon. You guessed, FLAT CAT, with tail. Looked like the work an S-10 does when chased by a fleet of 18 wheelers. I just scraped and rolled up the grease stain, tied the roll with the tail sticking out and put the cat in the newspaper box next door, where it used to live. I did not reset the suprise machine but its ready. N.S.

N.S.,

Damned inspiring!!...pussy swatter extraorinaire!! My compliments for your innovation!!

Li rike sound of this GIANT WHACK. Have many uses. Li go study now. Thank you Mr. N. S. Sherlock. Wirr ret you know.

In south Texas, this is called a tortilla! Photos of the machine!

I dunno gas, filled with tasties in a flattened outer covering... cook it and I would have to call it a quesadilla.

Very nice. Have you applied for a patent?

Nah! I do this to benefit humanity, and have fun at the same time. Sort of a philosopher-inventor/crat whacker I might say.