Strange things your cats bring home

[JaceLancs]

Finlay is only just getting into hunting for gifts to bring home to me
Last week it was his first ivy leaf!
Hes moved on since then a bit - a few days later I found some white mushy balls of some substance which on closer inspection was soggy white bread (no crust)
Then he upped his game to small square slices of whole meal bread
The day after same square of bread but this time buttered with cheddar cheese
This morning I just got a slice of cheddar
I suspect he’s hunting someone’s bird table offerings
What do your lovelies bring home to impress you with?

@Pudmyboy thank you. Yes I am. It took me a long time to get out because I believed all the no one will ever want you and you're nothing without me, but I'm now divorced, and have met someone else

Urgh to the rotting squid and an unmumsnetty hug to @IBegYourBiggestPardon .

As for the cats, we have had a dead bat and a headless squirrel, which is better than a friend of mine, who heard a lot of noise, investigated, and found her cat trying to drag a rather lively seagull through the cat flap.

That's so sweet!😻

I’d forgotten about the socks
Evie who left us last year was a terrible sock thief and used to take great delight in unpairing them from the clean washing pile them hiding an odd sock!

A ring-necked parakeet 😹 which they slaughtered in the house. I found it under the sideboard.

How lovely!

Squirrels - dead and alive
Many small rodents - dead and alive
Magpie - dead
A blackbird - alive
A sparrowhawk - alive
A mole - alive

My Big Boy George was quite the hunter we brought back so many small birds and mammals, it was several per day during summer. Some of his more impressive gifts were, 2 squirrels, a kestrel and a wild hare. Our Lady used to bring back little lizards.

Cheese and pickle sandwiches in a ziploc bag. They looked very fresh, I can only assume swiped from a nearby kitchen worktop while someone was making the kids packed lunches 🫣🤣 also bag of frozen chips (only a few chips.left in it but still very frozen!), various bits pastry/ pies... I'm too afraid to ask the neighbours if they've noticed anything strange 🙈

Oh and a frog... I never knew frogs made such an awful noise until I was woken in the middle of the night by a screaming sound!!

Not really weird but one cat brought home a kingfisher, very proud of herself, dropped it at my feet. Our last cat used to sit on the edge of next doors koi pond,it was huge. Neighbour said she would never catch one.... she did! I didn't feel guilty (sorry for the fish because we have 12) but they were arseholes who left their dogs to bark from 6am till I am the following morning and never ever walked them

My two hunters are sadly no longer with us, and the three cats I have now are lazy in the extreme! There are good points to that right enough. Dearly departed Purplecat Posse brought me a large squirrel once and left it on the doormat which the postie found and nearly had a heart attack! Also still-alive birds of various persuasions which they chased around the house with me in hot pursuit shedding feathers and bird shit everywhere - ah, good times! Pic to show one of current Purplecat Posse’s usual demeanour and position!

So far two feathers and lots of worms. Some alive, some dead.

Dear departed Wilma was the best hunter I’ve ever had. Every day was something.
Mice dead and alive. Too many species of bird to name. Frogs, toads, worms, I think a vole.
Neighbour’s washing, neighbours food, whole pack of unopened chicken breasts once. The best one was an absolutely massive koi carp dragged it in the back door at sat watching it as it flapped on the mat.

I had one obsessed with emptying the contents of (clean) laundry that various neighbours used to leave in their laundry baskets in their gardens. I had several bags of socks and knickers and bras at one point...it got to the stage that I knocked on loads of strangers doors to see if anyone wanted it back, but everyone denied it was theirs 🤔

DH was terrified that people would think it was him rather than the cat stealing their underwear...

current cat is the usual mice & birds
previous cat was slugs & earth worms

The present cat - nowt, the idle swine. Previous cats - mice, butterflies (alive! carried very gently in her mouth, and I was able to let them fly away), and a very dirty and still warm pork chop that he proudly brought to me.

The pork chop thief also had a phase of stealing all my gloves, one by one,and hiding them around the house.

One of mine would come home holding large still-buzzing bluebottles between his lips. He'd walk over to me, proudly go to deposit his catch at my feet and then be flummoxed as it immediately flew away at high speed.

I found a dead crayfish in the front garden once. Not sure whether that was dropped by a passing bird, or whether a cat had caught it.

DH has just reminded me of an incident last year when one of our d-cats brought him a thrush home. However - the thrush was still alive, so when d-cat let it go it flew round his home office spewing blood from some sort of arterial injury all over his face, his computer, the walls etc before he could direct it out of the window...

This guy. Plus rabbits both live and dead and an entire live pheasant. Lots of rodents...

Came home tonight and thought Finlay had actually brought home a bird - in the distance it looked like the breast part of an unusual coloured bird
wrong again it’s the end of a baguette!! What is his obsession with bakery goods

My wee ginger Gérard for the first 2 years of life brought home gloves and socks from the neighbourhood every single day.
Next door is a builder so we had all his work gloves.
I would throw them back over each night.
Now he brings mice, birds and bats. Pretty boring.

We did have a cat who brought half a chicken dripping in gravy, still hot through the cat flap once.
I had visions of someone turning around for a second to see the best part of their Sunday roast missing from their plate and having no idea where it went

I have three cats and they regularly bring home mice and birds either dead or alive.

We've also had a full fish stolen from the fish van, a bra, odd socks, a dead magpie that was so big it got jammed in the cat flap and a stoat.

However the worse thing my now elderly cat brought home when he was a youngster was a toad. A big fat toad that spat goo all over my kitchen skirting boards and was harder to catch than Rocky's chicken. DH still refers to said cat as the toad loving little twat.

Our cat once brought us an empty mousetrap!