I just survived watching my cat bring a live mouse in the house, cornering it then going outside. I had to catch it myself and throw it out the door. I hate mice and I may never forgive the cat. During the adventure the mouse ran behind my portable wine fridge. I moved it so the cat could get it and then because it was wedged in the corner the cat lost interest and left.
Meanwhile moving the wine knocked over a whole bottle of Rose which broke and spilled on my concrete floor which needs to be protected from anything acidic.
Floor mopped , scared nice poop picked up,mouse thrown out and laundry started. It is chocolate wine time.
Hahahahahaha...you've been FELINED....I sympathize...I have 4 cats and they make my life MISERABLE...but what would life be without our furry fanatical friends.you do know they bring their catches in as a gift for you right?...seriously...one of mine brought a dead bird in and left it under my bed...woke up one day to a HORRIBLE stench...don't know how long it was there but I almost lost my lunch getting it out and fumigated...little furry bastards...I mean FRIENDS...
Holy. Shit. Thats HILARIOUS. can I share my mother's mouse story?
Her cat brought in a mouse and my mother, thinking it dead, went to retrieve it. The mouse went for a run, and my mother panicked, and for lack of a less humane solution, she stomped it with her foot. This approach caused the mouse enough damage that it actually went into a seizure and started flinging blood around itself. She finally dispatched it. Cat looked horrified, but still did it again a week later.
Once had a cat that would bring in birds. Still remember the wind-chime sound of the bird's bones breaking as the cat chomped it down.
Favorite cat was a friend's black cat named Shadow. Shadow would bring in a few rabbit heads every week. Shadow was nice enough to eat most of the rabbits outside.
You vanquished your fears, showed the cat you are as brave as him, wasted a perfectly good bottle of wine and got some cardio, all in one evening. What an adventure and a story to tell for years to come .
I'm not sure you understand cat psych. Your cat is 'paying the rent' for your care of him/her, letting you know that he/she is doing their bit (hunting mice) for looking after him or her. That's how they see it.
I would definitely prefer a different currency for payment. I also think when he brings me a live varmit, it is mainly for his own pleasure because he is not trying to kill it quickly he is playing with it.