
I woke up in the morning to discover she had one in the bedroom and it kept escaping. I was worried she would lose interest and wander off, but she stayed with it. Later, I found it dead in the hallway, fur all damp from being loved to death.

Then, last night there was another corpse in the hall. I'm glad she's not eating them because sometimes they don't get entirely eaten. This is easier. I scoop them up and put them outside for the wild animals.