He caught his tail. It’s an accomplishment!
Jake was hunting rabbits last night: we kept hearing the squeals. Pat didn’t find any corpses in the yard, but he’s not the most observant youth.
Maybe Pat didn’t want to find the mangled corpses of Easter bunny babies. I wouldn’t look very hard, either.
Jake probably sees them as funny-looking kitten competition; like most tom cats who kill the young males in litters.