We had a black cat named Ozzie, who was a night hunter. You had a flashlight or turned on all the lights when you got out of bed. Mouse, rat, and squirrel parts all over the house. He even left a rat head in the dogs food bowl one night.
used to get his butt kicked by something every few months, resulting in a $400 vet bill and a week of being locked in my office with the cone of shame.
one night he didn’t come home, figured he had lost the fight. About 6 months later we were in the back yard gardening, when over the fence comes Ozzie, sporting a cool purple collar with tags🤣 he sat down for a few minutes, cleaned himself, then jumped back over the fence. Never saw him again.