My feral feline thinks so little of me, the only “gifts” she leaves me might be a feather or piece of skin with the smallest tuft of fur...Tux, hell! She’s lucky I don’t feed her commando...did I just say that out loud?
Who’s commando?
My black street cat once gave me a squirrel tail as a gift. And he didn’t understand why I was so grossed out by it.