Oooooh lovely. Nixie has discovered...and now lost...a mouse.
Ahh! Cats at play, what could be more fun.
Another notable difference between Nixie and Clint; Nixie sees a mouse and thinks "What a cool TOY!". Whereas Clint sees a mouse and thinks "What a cool SNACK!"
It would be boring if they both behaved the same way, you get the best of both worlds.
Honestly, I don't know which form of his bragging I prefer; leaving me the "trophy" on the floor, or his "Watch me make it disappear!" approach.
Well either is preferable to the creature being critically wounded and you having to finish it off. Which is the situation that Bailey kindly leaves us in. His favourite is birds, which he brings into the house very much alive. Which he promptly lets go so he can chase them around the house, before subjecting them to cruel treatment. You wouldn't believe the sounds that a tortured bird can make. After his torture and torment, he suddenly gets bored and goes outside, leaving us to put the poor thing out of it's misery. I would prefer Clint's way of dealing with things.
Sounds like both parties involved were lucky.
Definitely, doubt her car is going to be back on the road though. Seems it took more damage than it looked.