I got up this morning to find my cat had left me some breakfast just outside the bedroom door. I thanked her for her thoughtfulness, but told her not to bother bringing me mice again. This is the first time she has brought something indoors (and only the second time we've had evidence that her attempts at hunting are actually sometimes successful).
This is not what has made me happy.
What made me happy was that I texted my husband to tell him the above (he was already an hour gone from the house by then). He texted back: "Happy Anniversary Present" - today being our wedding anniversary.
This made me laugh an awful lot, imagining it was from him and not the cat. I have spoken to him since I got to work, and he said sorry he didn't have time to wrap it, but he thought I might like a rodent as a gift