This cat can be a real jerk. Sure, I enjoy the occasional headless songbird as much as the next guy. Shirley, however, was bringing me more than we could really use. I decided to try a collar and a bell in an attempt to level the field. Later that evening she brought a dead bunny to my studio door and proceeded to sling it's lifeless body around like a bloody glove made of fine italian leather. When the limp carcess hit the sliding glass door for the second time she looked up at me. "Murder!", I answered. Oil on canvas 8"X16" This painting is sold.