My mommy was going to post about how I came to my home, but I had other ideas. As of today (as far as my mommy knows) I have killed 3 voles and 1 bird. I don't understand why she was so upset to find the newest one after she finished cleaning my litter box. They are so fun to kick around, and their guts are so yummy! The first two she found as soon as I brought them in. They were promptly thrown back out, ruining my fun! The bird is a whole different story. The only thing my daddy found was a pile of feathers.
Here's a pic of the first vole before I killed it and the pile of feathers my daddy found: