Marcy brought me a "present"

[hobbit709]

Came in the house to take a nap. Hit the bathroom and kicked off my shoes, came around the corner of the bed and stepped on something.
Dead squirrel. So of course when I pick it up she wants it back.
Ran outside barefooted and tossed it into the trash can. then managed to get my nap.

[Curmudgeoness]

1. Ugh!

I am sure that Marcy was very pleased with herself.

You, not so much. The things we have to deal with!

[BainsBane]

2. She loves you.

It's their natural instinct to hunt. Cats often bring gifts, but if I recall correctly, Marcy is a dog, right?

[hobbit709]

3. Yep, and fast enough to catch a squirrel on the ground.

She's done it before at the park. she has first gear, second gear, then she hits overdrive.

[TorchTheWitch]

4. oh ICK

I'm sure she thinks it was a lovely offering that you'd be thrilled by. LOL!

I like little wild critters just fine as long as they aren't in my house and are alive with all their innards inside them where they belong... otherwise, YUCK.

[hobbit709]

5. It had a broken neck but wasn't gnawed on yet.

[TorchTheWitch]

6. That's a relief

When I read the OP I got a flashback of when I was a kid and one of our cats caught a squirrel, dragged it into my parents bed and chewed up some of it's middle. Thank heaven my dad found it rather than my mom (she would have screamed the house down). I never saw it, but I think my imagination may actually be worse than what it actually looked like though I'm glad I never looked at it either. Mom was a pretty good sport about it afterward though... she joked that she'd rather have been "gifted" a box of chocolates instead.