Since Taz has been able to play out he has been bringing me some lovely gifts home, although some not so lovely, lets just say I am glad to have wooden floors - easy to clean! His favourite gifts seems to be 'gloves.' I have a suspicion he is sneaking into peoples homes and nicking their garments. He not only brings me one glove but the pair. Meaning two trips. I have had a pair of red gloves on the same night. A pair of fingerless black gloves however he did separate nights for these ones. One day he stole a glove from a workman working in the street. Recently I learned from a neighbour that she is missing socks. Yes, I have had socks as well. I do give him lots of praise for my little presents and tell him what a good boy he is because it must take a great deal of effort lugging his 'prey' back home and through the garden then navigate through the cat flap. His other items includes: rubbish and leaves, and his latest gift a half nibbled worm. I hate to think where the other half is.
He is now six months old and getting ready to loose his manhood. He has the most loving nature and pesters my older cat like crazy, along with the other cats in the street.