Thank you for the Presents, Jackson

Dear, wonderful, sweet Jackson keeps leaving me presents in the morning. It seems that every other morning next to my car door I find the lifeless body of a mole, mouse, lizard or bird. I have learned to watch me step when I am rushing to the car to get to work on time.

I am grateful that he leaves them outside and not on my bed next to my head. (shiver) That would not be pleasant to wake up to. Yuck!!!

And here I thought that because he no longer had his claws that his hunting would have lessened, appartently I was wrong! Though I am sure he would appreciate still having front claws. That should teach him to go wondering into other people's homes.

I understand that he is proud of what he has done but this is not really the site I want to see first thing in the morning. But could he leave me a nice piece a jewelry he found laying in the field or a handpicked wild flower. This might be asking too much. Oh well, I will appreciate his gifts...unless he starts bringing them inside.