One Thanksgiving about twenty years ago,our small calico, who had been left out of several thanksgivings, waited until the blessing had begun, came through the living room dragging a dead rat fully three quarters her size, past the gaping humans, into the kitchen, where she had her thanksgiving rat by herself, thank you very much. We couldn't find any spare parts later, but she came out with a big tummy,and slept for a long time.