I'm sure you already realize this, but it's just a dog thing. I can't even think of counting the number of times Gunnar has returned from gallivanting through the outdoors with something semi or wholly dead. They're bringing it to you hoping to get praise for doing their "job." Thankfully, Gunnar is well trained and knows that he's not allowed to eat his game. So he simply shows up at the door, drops it at my feet, and looks up tail wagging as if to say, "See what I got dad? Isn't it great?!?" I give him lots of praise and then proceed to dispose of his most recent catch.
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Various "Art Projects" by the kitty kids have been found this way...so count yourself lucky Mika doesn't do the hairball thing like cats do. :)
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