My boys were always bringing animals or snakes home. One time they found a baby bird. We fed it with an eye dropper, it lived and when it’s feathers came in we saw it was a Cardinal. We had it for weeks and it was getting to the point of being released. My neighbor came over with her kids for the big day. We had 5 kids under the age of 8 watching as the bird flew out of the aquarium, flittered around, etc. The amazing thing was that other Cardinals came as well.......a National Geographic moment.......an out of nowhere a cat came around the corner and killed the bird! My son jumped off the deck, grabbed the cat the neck and shook it until it dropped the bird and then we had a bird funeral.
“... then we had a bird funeral”.
I am sorry... I had to laugh because my parent’s backyard looked like something out of “Pet Semetary”. Little crosses made out of popsicle sticks everywhere. Birds, rabbits, squirrels, turtles.... I “officiated” at the funeral. Granted, my parents were good sports but children have a natural desire to help injured critters. (IMHO). Your son is a good kid and the sight of him shaking the cat by the neck is funny (not then but now). Thanks!