My cat is actually a dog.
Delighted, I called for him to come to me. Picking the mouse up with his mouth, he sauntered to me, and just as he reached my feet, the little hunter dropped the mouse on my toe. Then, to my surprise, he plopped down on the floor and started purring. Five seconds passed before I realised I was supposed to stroke him and praise him, and throw the toy away again for him to chase again.
I think I have in my home, a Felis Silvestris Retrieverus Catus. *proud