Honestly I wouldn't believe it if three hadn't turned up dead on the porch. Too many to be a coincidence. My cat is pretty strange, but I'm sure he loves me. It took a while since he liked my dad at first, but he's come to definitely be my cat and me his human.
Well, I shall go and ask them. I'm off~ *rolls away*
Well, I don't have a notebook of them, but I do have most of them by memory. Just as long as I remember the name I gave them~
My cat only doesn't kill more prey because he's a giant wuss. He's a killer of bats, something that might have been a vole, and almost one squirrel though. We had another cat eat some goldfish of ours one night. Just poof, empty fishbowl one morning and a cat.