We have two cats, lovely creatures. One is a real outdoor, gone for days, type and the other one is fat and content and sleeps so much we often think she's dead. They are sisters and we've had them from kittens. They are both "agresssively" affectionate (in that they will force their head under your hand so you have to stroke them)
Anyway, they like to chase things and if we're having a bottle of wine we'll throw the cork to them and watch them chase it round the floor.
Angharad had gone to have a bath and I'm sat watching TV and open another bottle of wine. One of the cats is having more fun than normal with the cork and is still chasingh it round and going really mad after much longer than normal.
"Hmmmn, that's strange ..." I thought as the cork made a dash across the floor heading for the door. It's a bloody mouse.
Since we added a cat-flap for them the 'killer' of the pair has brought in more half-dead-soon-to-be-eaten wildlife than I've ever seen. I didn't see as many mice, voles, birds and 'anything smaller than me will do' creatures since I lived on the farm!
Of course when I kicked it out the front door it just went round the back of the house, throught the flap and is now playing with it in the kitchen.
Heck, that's what cats do. May as well leave it to it and look for any leftovers later !
