Our big black Tom, Bagheera used to bring us dead rats.
For the time he lived, he was the alpha male of the neighborhood, as testified by all the black kittens born.
It was fairly gross though because he came home every morning with cuts and scratches galore.
Eventually he stopped coming home so either he was killed by a rat or a rival or he decided to take up shop with a harem. I can't say, but that cat was as badass as any male lion or tiger,