Our cat just came trotting into the house with what I THOUGHT was a dead field mouse... Nope. She dropped it and even with its broken back it came skittering towards me with its front legs. And now I'm sitting and crying because my brother-in-law had to finish killing it :(
Just sitting here balling like a baby while my husband tells me it's the "circle of life" Bitch, I know that. But I don't think that mouse got up today knowing that it was going to be a paraplegic because of my kitty :(