Squirrel for lunch!

When I was away treading the very soggy hills of Snowdonia a couple of weekends ago our tabby cat "Sainsbury" dragged a squirrel through the cat flap.  Thankfully it was dead, I imagine it put up a bit of a fight because they really are only rats with furry tails in my opinion, cute non the less.
He then dragged it to his favourite site of torment and dismemberment, behind the front door and was in the process of trying to eat it when Sally called a halt to the proceedings and disposed of the corpse.
Our old tabby "Grumpy" also managed to bag a squirrel in the garden but he was in the process of trying to eat it on next doors decking when I relieved him of his prize.