They know something is up and want mummy's attention - heaven forbid anyone else gets it!

My mother's cats bring her birds. Or at least they bring her a well-licked skull with beak attached.

What's clever about that is that they have no garden; the cats have to catch birds on a small balcony.

Anyway, ugh! but could be a lot worse :-)

Cats have a knack of knowing when they can make your life that little bit more trying, don't they!!

I hope your *stamp* missed the dead mouse... :D

Yeah, I was quite careful about that!

With the number of cats that I have accumulated at La Charronniere in the year I have been here, I am amazed that I don't get more live or dead animals delivered into the house. They are getting good at catching some of the millions of voles that are making millions of holes in the back grass (can't call it lawn - semi-tamed field at the moment), they and I have eliminated the mice from the house, I hope, but I do hate it when they catch birds. I even found a dead baby rabbit - or was it a hare? - laid carefully at my bedroom door one morning. Poor little thing. Still, that's what cats do and mine are only one generation away from being semi-feral farm cats. I've had to resort to traps for the mice, which I hate - the traps, I mean, not the mice, but baited with mars bar they do work effectively and kill the mice outright. This being a very old house with stone walls, I do not want a colony of mice in the walls and the kitchen setting up their nests for the winter. Poo everywhere and potential for chewed wiring. Not nice, but I don't like doing it - I had a pet white mouse as a child. :(