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I’d wake up, groggy, on the floor, and I’d look up and see my friend’s cat standing there next to me at the crack of dawn. I’d say “Hey, Bernie. What’re you doin’ in here?” and he’d drop a mouse in front of my fucking face and then look at me like I was a moron for not immediately waking up and chasing after it.
I feel your pain, our cat is dropping live mice indoors like an american bomber flying over an oil-rich country. Often these mice then die somewhere in/under an unreachable corner/crack/etc. So much fun!
One summer I pulled all of the furniture in our bedroom about 18in out from the walls so I could more quickly catch and remove the 3am rodent deliveries.
The same cat would bring a mouse to any houseguest we hosted for more than a day or two. I had to warn them to prepare for a 3-4am welcome present.
Just being hospitable
It means he loves you
Just take the mouse man. I want you to have it. You’re my boy and my mice are your mice man. I see you eating broccoli and shit sometimes. I get you don’t want to say anything if times are hard, but just let me help. Take the mouse, man, and let’s just say no more about it.
Me and him got along great. He always wanted to hang when I came over, and I was happy to let him.
I just rewatched the video and the cat definitely looks a little alarmed and disappointed when she drops the mouse and it bolts and the human does absolutely nothing to move to catch it
“Cynthia you’re fuckin useless, I literally dropped the mouse ON YOUR HEAD I don’t know what else I can do for you”
Mine used to do this with roaches. Not even kidding.
What a nightmare. I’d be in constant fear
I’ve never had a cat that would bring them to me live. Usually not whole either.
My old girl in her prime would bring all sorts of animals… mice, voles, squirrels, snakes, rabbits, birds, moles… Even when shrbgot old and lost half her teeth she would take down rabbits her size.
Once I woke up to her and started petting her before realizing it was a rat head. Lil bitch Godfathered me.
Man I miss that cat. Sixteen years of half feral shenanigans.
My cat brought me a shoelace the other day. Dropped it right on my face, didn’t half give me a shock since I thought it must be a small snake or something.
Apparently it’s not a dead shoelase either since it needs to be attacked at least 23 times a day. It’s still alive and kicking though.
They thought you were a bad hunter and were trying to teach you.
Not a problem if you don’t let your cat go outside.
“You are bad at hunting. Here. I will help. You don’t even have to go outside!”
