Boyfriend likes to join me every morning when I feed the chickens, to "help"
me. Suddenly there was a little skirmish near one of the huts. Then BF took
off up the path towards the house and I could tell he had caught something
and had it in his mouth.

He took it into the kitchen to show me. A young rat. He didn't want to eat
it, just to show off about it. I praised him to the skies and put the rat
in the trash bin. Yay, BF the rat catcher! What a great brave cat! g

Tweed
it was a very small baby one but please don't mention that..