OK, so Frostie's been a Very Naughty Boy. Anyone need a mouser???
He catches mice in the garden, plays with them, then I'm absolutely positive he eats them. He comes home licking his lips and looking a bit droopy. He then sleeps it off for a few hours. At least he hasn't sicked anything up in the house, but I wouldn't mind betting he's spewed up a few outdoors.
Anyway, this is the butter-wouldn't-melt shot - Not........