Its his favorite game.
I got it, Dad!
And, without fail, he brings his prize back to one of us.
Time cannot be wasted.
Once this prize has been secured he likes to curl up in our lap and kill, maim or otherwise destroy the prize.
A little vigorous shaking, gnawing on the head, maybe a growl or two. And then its time to start the whole process over.
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