This little ginger tabby fella seems to have started independence early. It seems to me that he is on the way to becoming an adult. He has left the natal den and gone out into the ‘wild undergrowth’ (the bedroom) of the family home to find a prey animal. He kills it – a tired old stock – and brings it back proudly to deposit it at his owner’s feet. Well-done. You are on the way to independence! Well, you think you are but you’re going to be dependent upon your human companion for the rest of your life but you can’t shake off your inherited behaviour which is hardwired into your DNA.
Oh, fearsome hunter! Shake it to death.
