Mrs Cat the hunter

In the rain, and out she was put to avoid her racing about and clambering over teh washing rack. And the cat flap was locked. So back she came with a dead bird, and tried to get in the locked flap. So, sown I went to let her in - until I saw the bird. Se was convinced I would take it off her so her instincts kicked in and the growling 'this in MINE' attitude started.