" So talked a while with Sarr about his cats—the usual subject of conversation, especially because, now that summer’s coming, they’re bringing in dead things every night. Field mice, moles, shrews, birds, even a little garter snake. They don’t eat them, just lay them out on the porch for the Poroths to see—sort of an offering, I guess. "

― H.P. Lovecraft , The Cthulhu Mythos Megapack: 40 Modern and Classic Lovecraftian Stories