This is not entirely unlike having a cat. I used to have a stray one for some time, and he'd bring very much alive mice, and then torture them under my bed ;_;.
Ew, our cats would usually just leave them on the back deck. Birds, moles, chipmunks, frogs... sort of disgusting, but easier to clean up outside than under the bed.
I'm of the same opinion. But sadly, it wasn't up to me. My current cat, however, at least brings her mice pre-killed and manages to somehow eat them without leaving a trace (even though it still happens under the bed), so I'm okay with that.
葉月 said: This is not entirely unlike having a cat. I used to have a stray one for some time, and he'd bring very much alive mice, and then torture them under my bed ;_;.
i never really understood that kind of thing when it comes to animals. is it some sort of instinctual thing or something? cause i notice dogs sort of do the same thing too.
Pets like to leave dead things at the end of your bed (or on your floor) as trophies. It's a "Hey! Masterwhoeverthefckyouare look at what I got! Be proud of me!" kind of thing. ...My cats(plural) love to do it.
Also, my old biology class professor always had us drawing creepy mutant monsters just for the hell of it (spliced animals), so if this isn't a parody, then someone was amusing themselves. Badly.
What shall we do about this...I want to go to school and talk about Gundam...My name is Satoshi...I'm a grade schooler who, for some reason, got stuck with the obligation to become a Pokemon Master.And this is my partner, Pikachu... or is he?For some reason, he won't go into the Pokeball any more.The fact that I haven't been eaten when I'm right beside him is quite a mystery.AhSometimes, I suddenly notice him chewing on a passerby. When that happens, I get depressed.For the time being, I had Pikachu eat him all in order not to leave any evidence.Aaah, jeez! Wha... are you for real? What a mess... Oh, give me a break!
