Kitty went out late today. She was too dang cuddly. Plus, I was tired. She was full of crazy energy when she went since she'd been in so long.
I went down to see how the garden flowers are coming along about 4 pm and discovered that Caoimhe is a true Aberdonian.
She'd killed me a pigeon.*
Bear in mind, this cat is small. Tiny. She probably exactly weighs 3 kg.** I'm guessing that the pigeon weighed a kilo. It would be like me fighting a...well, a really heavy guy. Admittedly, I have no claws.
Silly kitty, I don't eat meat.***
* She killed a sparrow before, but it was miniscule. ** Definitely more tramatizing to weigh myself in order to discover her weight. ***She apparently doesn't eat things covered in feathers because she wouldn't even lick the blood off her cheek and paw.