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.

[–] nightwatch_admin@feddit.nl 28 points 2 months ago (1 children)

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!

[–] seaQueue@lemmy.world 27 points 2 months ago (1 children)

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.

[–] mozz@mbin.grits.dev 22 points 2 months ago

Just being hospitable