My first cats were Max and Jasmine. Max was a very poorly cat, I was only about 4 at the time, so I can't really remember him. But Jasmine used to kill mice and give them to Max, because he was too weak to hunt for himself. Then after we lost him, Jasmine used to leave the mice on our door step. We had another cat called, Tabitha after we lost Max, but she ran away as soon as she birthed a litter of kittens. I guess she wasn't the motherly sort, but Jasmine stuck around with the kittens, teaching them the hunting trade and curling up to them at night.
She was the best cat ever!
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