Thursday, 5 July 2018

Why, thank you.

Our cats.

So thoughtful.

Such presentation.

Such pride.

Right there on the rug dead centre in front of the hearth stone, a splendid gift.  O, the joy. 

Worth a photograph, I thought. I used the Dramatic filter: it seemed appropriate, somehow.





13 comments:

  1. Awww...how cute!

    And it still has it's head attached :)) xx

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  2. a former cat, now long deceased, once presented me with a bat, still alive with wings flapping energetically. really, you shouldn't have . . . .

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  3. Lynda — I know! So thoughtful!

    Greta — oh, my goodness! We have never been brought a bat.

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  4. Love is expressed in so many different ways ; )

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  5. I remember reading about a poor family who had cats that would kill big birds like ducks and bring home that the family would eat. They didn't have much money but they ate a lot of meat that way.

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  6. Our two cats are part of a litter of five, the other three of which live next door with their mother, and my neighbour receives almost daily gifts of this ilk. A few days ago her seven-year-old son hollered over the fence at me, "Fiona! There's a mouse on our lawn! It's got no head and only one leg! At least... I THINK it's a mouse!" Delightful!

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  7. Where would we be without them, eh?

    Yes, ours are serial killers too.

    Elin, that's an impressive story!!

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  8. Hi Penelope
    Our beloved cat Blaze who lived to the age of 20, always seemed to know when it was a birthday or holiday and leave us "presents" (usually headless squirrels on the front steps) accordingly. Once I was practicing yoga on our back deck and had been lying on my back and I at up for the next posture and immediately heard a thud behind me. There was a freshly killed squirrel (head intact, thankfully) on my mat. I screamed, jumped up, and using the mat flung the corpse over the deck into the woods behind us. Blaze was so insulted! He sat with his back to me and would not interact for the longest time. I had rejected his kind gift. I was just thankful that I heard the thud and had not laid back down on top of it!
    DMW

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  9. how very polite - dead, and therefore not likely to become a DBM and infest your walls, but intact, so no gory bits :-)

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  10. Indeed. Though they are not always quite so dead . . .

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  11. This is why I am not Ginger's doorkeeper. I used to just prop it and let her come and go as she pleased, but...not once the gifts started arriving. We're happy she's keeping the voles down in the garden, but she needn't be a show off. ;)

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