I have two cats. Less than bright boy cat brought a mouse into the house. It ran behind a tall, glass doored, heavy dresser. The f*cker lost interest in the rodent he had brought in.
Cue me removing everything around the dresser so I would see if it moved and could plonk a bowl over it. Girl cat came in and smelt the mouse straight away. Waited, patiently and vigilantly, with me while I shoved cardboard underneath to herd it to one side. I was ages doing this and tried other things too. Finally, as I was shoving things under, I heard a growl. My magnificent girl cat has caught the mouse. She was growling as that was the moment that boy cat (the f*cker who brought it in and abandoned it) decided to become interested again. I opened the garden doors and she went out with her trophy mouse.
I am very admiring of girl cat right now. Big plushy boy cat is asleep beside me and I'm wondering if he is a cat at all.