Our cat has caught–and brought into the house–a dragon fly (or two or three), a few grasshoppers, a praying mantis, as well as a moth or two.
Okay . . . so . . . sure, the dragonfly and grasshopper maaay be missing a wing or a leg. It’s pretty pathetic to see them frantically crawling in their bug-like way on the kitchen floor to get away from the ever-encroaching cat with his menacing ways. It does provide hours of entertainment for the cat since he never kills the bugs. What fun is a dead bug, after all?
But will the teacher still accept the excuse, “the cat ate my homework” if most of it is still there?