Lady Jean, our last cat used to leave those squirrel halves all over the property - and it always seemed to be a boy squirrel...

Lin, now I have to clean my keyboard!

Ragdall, I think it's been just the one masochistic mouse - but that's a horrifying thought!

Liz, my diet strictly forbids the eating of raw mice... for... uh... religious reasons, that's what!

And JennyO, that's... disturbing!

And my problem is, at least temporarily, solved! It's been a warm couple of days, and this morning I managed to chase the mouse out the door with kitty in hot pursuit. The mouse appears to have escaped, as kitty came in mewing sadly and giving me that cross and aggrieved face that tabbies are so good at, having all those wonderful expression enhancing facial markings. (He's my first classic tabby, and although my other cats all could express themselves perfectly well, this fella seems particularly eloquent, and I think it's because of that face.)