Caught in the act...

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Every night I would let him inside to come and sleep in my room, and he would always bring a dead rodent with him to put next to my bed. I thought it was cute...

Am I cute yet?

Actually, once when my cat was still a kitten, he caught his first bird. But because it was his first time, he failed.

He scratched at the door. I opened. He runs in with this brown feathery mess caught between his chops, and runs under the dinner table (I suppose he got something right). But the bird hadn't been killed. Just wounded around the neck. He let it go, and it was still able to fly. It flew around the room in a panic, letting blood from its neck, and spraying it over EVERYTHING. We couldn't catch it for about a minute, when it flew into the window at a pace, and knocked itself out. Then we threw it out the window, and the cat after it.

That was the last time he ever felt it appropriate to bring 'gifts for the family'.