I used to have a cat named "Kitty Nipples".
He'd bring me baby kittens, rabbits, pheasants, rats, mice, moles, birds, snakes, frogs, or anything that crawled, flew or slithered almost daily, because he was completely out of his mind. He brought me a fox squirrel once.
He was the greatest killer that ever lived.
He just showed up one day, moved in, killed everything in a ten mile radius, and moved out. I've never heard from him again.
That cat deserves a monument.
