My old cat, Bramble, used to sit on the roof of our car when it was parked in the barn and swipe bats out of the air. I'd regularly come down to go to work and find the roof littered with four or five decapitated bats. Gave a new meaning to the term "batmobile." He also wiped out a thriving colony of chipmunks that inhabited the stone wall between the veggie garden and our neighbors cow pasture. Two to four a day over a six week period till they were all gone...and it took about 6 years after his passing before I saw one again. Once when I scolded him for catching a cardinal (sparrows are OK, but cardinals are off limits), he went away and came back about in about a half hour with a half grown rat. Some apology.

One of current cats, Friday, used to hunt in partnership with our old dog. She would bring small critters into the yard and then the two of them would take turns playing with it until the dog got bored and ate the victim. They would also sleep together.

KateG