I'm guessing somebody didn't max out to Hillary...

I just arrived at Chris and Joelle's place, preparing to begin my annual cat-sitting. I brought the cats a Hillary catnip toy, and Sushi (pictured below with Hillary under his hind leg) reciprocated by bringing me a dead sparrow, playing with it, and then devouring it in my presence (the sparrow isn't pictured). Last year the cats brought me a cricket, which they ate for me, live, and the year before that you'll recall the famed 11pm bloody pigeon episode. And who says cats aren't as much fun as dogs. I'm willing to wager that Boomer never brings Joe half-dead vermin.