Re: Cat brought home live mouse
Many years ago when I lived in Londonderry, Northern Ireland, (1978), we had a cat by the name of Ceilidh (pronounced Cayley). We'd just moved in and the back garden had weeds 5ft tall.
Anyway, one day she came into the house wrapping herself around my legs and hooning. Knowing her to be the most intelligent cat we'd ever had, I followed her as she led me outside.
I couldn't see what she was trying to show me, until she literally pulled me to a spot where the previous occupier of the house had placed a bird-stand.
On the ground, in the weeds was a tiny baby bird. I called for my husband at the time and he came to see. He picked the baby bird up and popped him onto the bird-stand. The three of us went back into the house and watched from the window, only to see two adult birds swoop down and pick the baby up under his wings, and took him to the rooftop to safety.
Ceilidh never, ever, killed. She knew the baby was in trouble and wanted us to help it.