That's an adult male rat, around 8" long (minus the tail). Orri killed it, dragged it over the fence, and laid it down. Presumably for us to eat.
You might not like cats for themselves, (and to be fair they can be complete d*ckheads) but Orri and Frankie are our rodent eliminators and they work well together. Apparently while I was away yesterday, Fran beat the everloving hell out of a fox too.
And I kind of have to respect any animal brave enough to take on something that is capable of inflicting fatal injuries to it.
Good boys.