Being small, Mini can find lots of interesting places to sleep. She's always liked climbing inside my bathrobe. Now she's discovered the sleeve is the snuggest place.

From the kitchen, we could see Minerva - our tiny, runt-like tabby cat - sitting up by the gate chewing on something.

"Oh, she's just biting the head off a vole," we thought, as you do. Our cats like a nice warm vole for breakfast.

I strolled outside to say hello. As I got closer, I realised it was bigger than a vole. At first, I thought she might have found and killed the mole we recently saved (at extreme peril to ourselves - see the 'Wild wildlife' at the WebVivant blog).

But there was something wrong. The thing she was chewing on was still big, but it clearly had no head.

And then I knew. Mini was snacking on the rear half of a rabbit. When complete, the creature must have been nearly the same size as the cat. An impressive kill.

I left her to it. But that wasn't good enough for her.

We had breakfast, and just as I headed off to the office I noticed something on the living room floor.

Mini had had her fill. She couldn't manage a whole rabbit and so had thoughtfully left us the hind legs, delicately crossed in a balletic pose. How thoughtful.