Our cat Hammy has been trying to impress us these past few months.
He has brought the following into our house:
One snake (well technically, only brought it to the door, didn't bring it inside, thankfully)
"Hammy," we tell him. "We love you. You don't have to bring us any presents. Please leave these outside. Please, sweet baby cat."
He just looks at us and purrs.
Then runs away to the tall grass where he can hunt.
"No, Hammy, let them be."
He comes back, dragging a toddler (not ours) by the collar.
"Oh, Hammy, you're so crazy."