Unwanted Gift

I hate it when this happens.

My gentle Rufus brought me a gift this lunchtime.

He had only been out for a few minutes.

Came rushing towards me with this lovely little bird.

He very rarely does this.

Only the second time he has brought me a bird.

I like to think it was already dead.

It was already cold.

But I am probably wrong.

Poor little bird.

Hope that Rufus doesn't bring me any more unwanted gifts anytime soon.

But he is just being a cat.

RIP little bird.