My cat, the mighty hunter (maybe slightly gross)

[MaggieTheCat]

So, some of you remember our little gecko dilemma, yes? They hang out directly outside our front door during the day. Every time we open the front door, a gecko runs in the house. We've probably gotten at least 6 or 8 of them in the house this week alone. I haven't been able to catch any of them; they're FAST and small and get about a +45 to their stealth checks.

Anyway, so we had some friends over this evening for some D&D (well, Pathfinder, technically.) As one of them was coming in, through the front door, a gecko scurried in with him...and Pluto, our youngest cat, promptly pounced on it and ate it! Thankfully I was in the kitchen making dinner while this was happening, but my husband and our friend got to witness the act. Apparently Pluto took a couple bites of it, then spit the rest out, so my husband came into the kitchen to get some stuff to clean it up...and by the time he got back, most of the gecko was gone. All but a few guts. ; ; Really glad I was in the kitchen...

Man, he didn't even play with it! Just a couple bites and it was all gone. Poor gecko.

[Whiskey]

Sounds like my sully. He'll injure a bird, bring it to the porch, alert me that theres a bird, then kill it. He doesnt eat it though.

[Mishi]

When Miss Kitty lived with us, she frequently caught geckos and fed them to the dogs. She'd meow in a most insistant tone until they came and ate what she'd brought them. Woe unto any human that tried to stop her because as far as she was concerned, it was her job. We had to rehome her when Danny decided that she was a plush toy bought just for him to carry around and comfort-suck on.

[Cat]

Back when I lived with my 'rents, our kitties did go out (now my cats are indoors only)

Anywho, my dad and I loved seeing the squirrels eat out of the bird feeder...esp this little brown one, we named Chip. One of my cats, Shadow, was a hunter extreme.

Went to get the mail one day, and half of Chip was on the porch Learned never name the squirrels.

[BookstoreEscapee]

My cats are indoor only but I was housesitting once while my parents were away and Little Miss Scared of Everything brought up a baby mouse from the basement. She didn't eat it and it wasn't quite dead when I caught her with it. I thought it was but then it rolled over and started screeching . I got a couple paper plates and used one to scoop him gently onto the other so I could at least take him outside and let him die in peace.

Then the pizza guy came. So I had to answer the door with a dying baby mouse on a plate. He looked a little...surprised.

(I took him out and laid him under a plant in the front yard. I checked on him a couple times; the first time I touched him lightly with a stick and he moved and scrabbled around a little bit; the second time he was dead so I covered him with a leaf. I'm sure something ate him not long after.)

[Mikkel]

Then the pizza guy came. So I had to answer the door with a dying baby mouse on a plate. He looked a little...surprised.

Mmm, mouse, garlic and pepperoni pizza . You should have told him it was for the cat.

[BookstoreEscapee]

Mmm, mouse, garlic and pepperoni pizza . You should have told him it was for the cat.

Hehe. Actually it was mozzarella and ricotta cheese

[MoonCat]

We had a cat named Max (big, mostly white with some stripey patches). He was in the back hallway one day when a rat got in, probably from next door because the house there was empty (abandoned) and rats had gotten into it (that was a bad neighborhood). Anyway, my sister heard some loud squealing and went to see what the heck was going on, and there was Max with the rat. By the time I got there he had eaten part of it. I never saw a cat look so proud of himself! I had to gather up what was left and dump it. Yuck! We took Max to the vet, though, to be checked over in case the rat had eaten any rat poison that hadn't killed it yet. Max was OK.

[AriGriffin]

Back when I lived in the country, I would let my cat, Fiona, outside to help keep down the local rodent population. She brought home a baby rabbit once. Still alive and unharmed- she was carrying it the way a mother cat would carry a kitten.

I took care of the rabbit and evenutally gave it to a lady that taught science to elementary students after the pet rabbit she kept in the classroom died of old age.

[TheMike]

I used to have this big odd-eye (one gold one blue) that used to catch Bats. yes bats! damn do those things make a mess when they try to get away injured (I'll spare you the details :P)

[BookstoreEscapee]

When the cats were little, I came across them in the doorway of their room looking suspicious. She was hunched over like she was eating something, and he was sitting and watching. I lifted her chin to see what she had and she looks up at me with cricket legs hanging out of her mouth like spaghetti.