My Fred has graduated from worms to birds. Only caught one so far and an egg???? He brought the bird in the house and it hasn't been seen since. I suppose i will smell it out when the weather gets warmer.

My LuLu used to bring my Dad a mouse every morning. Every morning at 4AM, his alarm would go off, he would drag himself out of bed and head for the bathromm...and step barefoot on a dead mouse. 10 minutes of #$@"!!!! and poor LuLu would skulk away with hurt feelings. It was a present after all.

I learned not to disdain a mouse gift years ago when my landlady's cat got into my bedroom through an open window and deposited a live mouse on my bed. I shrieked and cursed and Larry took offense. She tore the damn thing limb from limb and left mouse parts all over my room. After that, I cooed a grateful "Thank You".