Cat has presented me with her first kill - a squealing shrew!

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She's so proud of herself!!
Now it's dead thank god but she's playing with it and won't let me near. Oh what do I dooooo? She's just had breakfast so probably doesn't want to eat it!

Oh god she's tossing it in the air!

It's summer - they'll likely become more homebodies when the weather worsens.

I wouldn't worry too much about tractors and quad bikes because they're loud. Does the farmer know you have ranging cats though? (So that he can check his equipment before he switches on.) If not, might be a good idea to alert him. Tell him that you have a couple of devil mousers who might decide to hunt on his land - and if he's a proper farmer, that will lead him to have very positive thoughts about them indeed. Farmers hate rodents.

Yes he knows I've got them but in all honesty I'm not sure he's the type who would think to look out for them. He has his own cats, well I think they're feral, I've seen five different ones so far. One of them approached me in the garden last week and it pounced on a bloody shrew even as I was petting her!
Thanks, you're right about them being loud. I know they'll be ok. I'd just be devastated if anything happened.

Farm cats - they're semi-feral. Live in the barns or outbuildings and get some food to keep them around - or more when the weather is tough. They're expected to work for a living. If you have a flap, best get a chip one - or if that's not possible, don't leave food around where they can get at it.

Check your cats haven't been sick after eating their kills. Mine often is (though not always - she likes to keep me on my toes!). I think I prefer the dead animal to piles of dried cat vomit!

Mine does love showing me what she has. I was ill last week so went home early and was asleep by half one. Was woken to most persistent miaows - my PFC had brought in a mouse and was most insistent I woke up and saw it! No respect for my illness at all!

She's only ever brought in one rat. Was really impressed as she was a wee girl at the time and it must have been a struggle to bring it inside as it was almost half her size! Still, not what I wanted to find in my kitchen!

My friend's cat used to arrange the leftovers. You'd find a head, paws and from the tail to the intestines all laid out where they should be but with no upper torso. Odd cat.