Sooooo this morning G's playing with her lil toy box. She pushes it over to dump out the goodies inside when what the HELL is THAT under the box...oh its a DEAD MOUSE. Yea - thats it. A dead F-in mouse. Clearly a gift from Willoughby To lil G. but (shudder) clearly one i could do without.
Interestingly enough, the ONLY other time we've been given such a gracious gift by our otherwise adorable kitty was the day we bought lil G home. I wonder where her kitty calendar is so i can let her know she's a month off.