My parent's cat used to show her love by bringing very large critters... She was a spunky lb cat-- runt of the litter but major moxie. She once brought to their house a rattle snake, rabbits by the dozen, birds she thought were very interactive toys because they didn't die right away, they'd flop around on the deck for a while, a baby racoon, and the worse she did was a baby beaver (there was many acres of protected wetlands behind their house -- it was a virtual smorgasboard for cats back there with all the critters)
It was dangerous to walk out on to the deck if Mittens had just come into the house because more than likely, there was a critter there. It was even better when she figured out how to open the screen door on the deck by herself, so her presents would end up somewhere in the house, usually my parents bed... ICK!
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