So it's four o'clock in the morning and I hear this strange meow. Didn't even think it was one of my cats! So I turned on the light and there's PussPuss with her prize catch, a rat - at the time with his head still attached. Having shown me, she then proceeded to bite the head off of it! Well, it wasn't long after that before the whole thing was finished off without a bit of anything left behind!
I guess I should consider it a progress of manners that she woke me with a meow - last month, I awoke to the crunch, crunch, crunch of bones!
I really don't think these rats live in my house. I've never seen droppings, or shreddings or heard scurryings. I think she catches them outside and brings them as presents. Such a thoughtful girl!