To tell the little fucker she has to take her Christmas present back?

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Took in a litter of orphaned feral kittens in May, hand reared them, kept one and rehomed the rest to lovely friends.

I am a strict vegetarian and hate even cooking meat for DS and DP.

Feral kitten though it appropriate to bring me a dead mouse on Christmas Day and leave it on my doorstep.

I have to wait for DP to bin it because I can't stand dead things.

I saved the fuckers life and this is what she does to repay me? Well, that and tip over the heist as tree

My cat brought a live, completely unharmed, baby duckling home when I was still in hospital after having DS. We lived directly behind the hospital at the time, and there was a duck pond in the hospital grounds.

We think he was trying to visit me and bring a present but got a bit lost.

I do know someone with a January birthday... Me

What do you think she'll get me? Maybe if I leave it she will take it away and regift?

I had a cat who was a great hunter and regularly brought me gifts of rats, rabbits, birds etc. Her most exotic offering was two parrots

She loves you enough to leave you a gift that she has lovingly hunted

I'm a vegetarian, we had DF,DM,DBro,DSil and their DCat visiting.
Dcat was an angel , no dead animals left but she did leave a 'present' in the litter tray for us

The Gift That Keeps On Giving !

This time of year we regularly get gifts usually baby mice. Unfortunately cat has not learnt how to properly finish them off so the scuttle around the room with their broken legs/hanging off heads until I catch them (Dh is too scared).
I then have to put them out of their misery with a brick without the kids seeing me.
Cat then sulks, kids cry and DH seems wierdly scared of me as if I am the baddy!

Talking of litter trays, we got ours a nice new one for Christmas. It's much bigger then the old one and almost twice as long. The funny thing is they won't use one end. They wee and poo in an area exactly the size of the old one!

YABVU. Four months we've had our cats now. They'd been in the rescue centre for bloody ages, we took them in and gave them a forever home.

They have not produced one single decapitated rodent since we got them. Freeloading BASTARDS.

My cat was a fairly prolific hunter when he was young, though thankfully it has abated a lot as he has got older (he will be 14 next birthday). He dragged most things back, one way or another, and in varying states of being alive, barely alive, almost dead and actually dead.

There was an incident a couple of years ago when my husband went to put on his walking boots, which he had left by the back door. He couldn't get one of them on as there was something huddled in the toe area. On further inspection, it turned out to be a toad. The cat had brought it back from the neighbour's garden pond and dumped it into the boot (he had form for doing that sort of thing with dead field mice). The toad was still alive and had taken refuge in the toe. Hubby had to go outside and tip the toad out of his boot in the garden. It hopped off, apparently OK.

Us cat owners can't be too squeamish, even though most of the stuff is minging.

be grateful it was just a mouse, we got a giant rat deposited in our kitchen Christmas eve

You are being very ungrateful, OP - it's the thought that counts.

She is being incredibly generous OP

When one of my dogs catches dinner I get nothing.

I had a cat that used to bring me daffodil heads, she'd get really excited squeaking and purring, I thought it was so sweet until I heard a neighbour theorising in the pub as to why her daffs had no flowers

"I then have to put them out of their misery with a brick"
Fairyliz I had a thread a month or two back about the best/quickest way to euthanize mice which had been mortally injured by cats. The consensus was to put a pencil on their necks and pull the head back sharply to snap the spinal cord. The very thought makes me shudder, but fortunately Archcat seems to have gone on a mid-winter hunting pause and hasn't dragged anything in alive or dead for the last month.

If we're playing 'cat prey bingo' of various species I can throw a rather beautiful, enormous, but sadly decapitated blue dragonfly into the mix.

The two frogs he brought in were for entertainment value only and were just patted around the house with a paw so he could watch them jump. I thought frogs taste disgusting to cats?

A few months back we had an uninjured mouse which displayed an incredible capacity to climb to the top of the curtains and stay there for ages. It drove the cat bonkers - he just had to stay on guard for hours on end. I finally managed to catch and release it after over 2 days in the house, at 1 in the morning.

I have occasionally had live birds get into the house, not brought by the cat but they drive him nuts when he realises.

A couple have fallen into the living room down the chimney and a couple of small ones somehow got into the loft, fluttering and scratching about up there. Trying to get them all out safely without him getting them first was interesting, to say the least.

Cats!!! Who would have 'em?

Are you my sister Sister? (Her cat did that)
My worst frog story was Ozcat, could hear very weird croaking. Ozcat sat on porch with frog head first down his throat with two back legs sticking out corners of his mouth and the fucking thing croaking like mad and cats throat inflating. Shudder.
And how do cats manage to skin rabbits? Boak, does not bear yhink ing of

YABVU in presuming that we meat eaters do not mind dead mice being left on our doorstep. Meat eaters everwhere are now offended by your offensive vegetarian superiority. Tut

it'll be a rat next

Before we'd unwrapped a single present on Christmas Day, I had picked up a cat poop, a mound of cat vomit and mopped up a cat wee. Vile, hideous creatures! They are getting used to being house cats after a horrid injury to one of them (more than likely caused by our cat-hating neighbour's booby trapped garden) forced us to decide to keep them in. Love them to bits though!

My cat brings me mice all the time. Unfortunately she eats them before I get to see them. All she leaves me is the spleen and occasionally the tail.

Our young lady is anything but, if you piss her off eg move her off your seat, buy the wrong food or tell her off, you can see her eyes narrow and the following day get something dead/half dead/flying brought in as a dirty protest. She had a dead bird the other morning in the garden when I was running late, so I locked the cat flap to stop her bringing it in. The little cow deposited it precisely where I would step into the gate way in the dark, it gave a disgusting crunch.

Ours brought us a Christmas robin, like someone else's upthread.

One memorable morning I opened the door to find two dead bats outside - DCat must have jumped in the air to catch them!

silvery Ours hide in the branches of next door's tree that are above our shed roof and leap at them from there.

Haha it's not that I think meat eaters like it! I just get totally freaked out by dead animals. I always have done since I was small

Count your blessings. My cat gave herself a dose of the squits from drinking Christmas tree water. She is a particularly fluffy Siberian and her winter coat adds to the effect, so we had to pounce on her and run to the bathroom after each trip to the litter box and wash her little furry rear end, then leave her locked into the bathroom while she sorted herself out, dried off. Livened up Christmas Eve and Christmas Day no end.

My mum's old cat once dragged home a muddy and grassy half leg of lamb one Easter Sunday afternoon.