Years ago, I had a cat that was allowed to roam outside. There was a short covered entry way to my front door. Not infrequently, I would open that door in the early morning and find the concrete and stucco walls splashed with blood, my cat looking like .... well ... the cat who ate the canary. Only it was probably at least a pigeon that he flung around there, bouncing it off the walls. I always accepted that he was just sharing the bounty from the mean streets of his 'hood.
Now, my cats are strictly indoor. And each morning I find a stuffed toy mouse on my bed, along with a persistent feline paw-tapping my on face: "time to get up Dad ... look what I brought you, breakfast in bed."
Post by Seldom Seen on Jul 20, 2020 13:52:48 GMT -5
It’s not always clear to me what message our cat is trying to send because he doesn’t always kill the “gifts”. There has been more than one mad dash to capture a mouse turned loose at the cat door.
However, the cake was taken a few years ago when we purchased new living room furniture and discovered, while removing the old furniture, that a rat was living behind the sofa. From the size of the mess this had been going on for a few weeks. A strategically placed trail cam confirmed our suspicion so I removed the cat food and water from the kitchen floor and waited. About a week later the emaciated rat turned up in the bathtub presumably searching for water. I yelled like a warrior after I killed that little SOB!