I was lying in bed last night just about to put the light off and go to sleep when little boy cat came in to the bedroom making a bit of noise. Crucially, I didn't look at him and he hopped on the bed. Normally he would immediately fling himself in my face for nose rubs, especially if he is soaking wet, as he often is. This time he held back and sat on the other side...I looked at him, he looked as though he was waiting for something...I felt movement in the bed...he had tucked a live mouse under the duvet. Sometimes its hard to remember why you love them.