Rats

Yesterday morning I opened the back door to let Wyatt outside to play and found half a rat - the bottom half- on the door mat.

It was gross and stuck to my nice door mat.

This morning I let Wyatt outside to play again and there was a WHOLE rat on the doorstep.

It has to be from Tarmak- and for a cat with no claws that is scared of its own shadow - this is pretty impressive.

But still gross!

I'm not sure if he's leaving us "presents" in the hopes of us letting him back inside the house now that it's getting cold. Or maybe he's doing it in a type of protest (because I didn't feed him last night).

"Look lady, you don't feed me - THIS is what I have to eat and if I have to eat them, so do you - so HERE!" Tarmak thinks.

Lizards and snakes I was used to - but rats make me a little queasy.