Hehehe, that reminds me of my Zephyr! One night (when I slept with the windows open) I woke up feeling a bit strange only to notice that my chest was covered in blood and something furry was twitching on top of me. To my horror It was a disemboweled and absolutely maimed (yet somehow STILL alive) rabbit. Zephyr was so proud of himself contently licking the blood off of his paws sitting right next to me waiting for me to wake up. hahahaha.
How badly did you freak when you realized what it was?
I'd have been half afraid not to praise the cat for its hunting skills, who knows what the next dead offering might have been.