So it was really warm here.
So Mom opened the door to the front porch so I could sit out there for a little bit. Nothing surprising there.
When it got cold, Mom closed the door and I came in the house.
But so did a little visitor.
Mom woke up in the middle of the night because she heard me running around and making funny noises. So she got up and turned on the light. What she saw surprised her. I had found the little visitor and deaded it.
Mom told me she was proud of me, but I'm not so sure she was. She grabbed an empty box and a long piece of cardboard and put the deaded little visitor in the box and then opened the door and threw it outside. She kept saying "Eew. Eew. Eew."
She said she wasn't sure I had it in me, since I have been an indoor kitty for most of my life.
Like the great Jackson Galaxy says, "Cats are predators, and they're damn good at it."