love language number six

You know that book The Five Love Languages? This morning a new and disturbing love language was brought to my attention and it made me gag. I haven't read the book, but if you have friends or family in a relationship you've probably heard of it and are familiar with the idea. I kind of go back and forth from being cynical about it because it's a self-help book and being ok with it because I see that it has helped some people. I can be cynical though becuase I don't have a boyfriend.
Anyway, this morning I discovered that one man's love is another man's disgust, or in this case one cat's love is another girl's disgust and need to throw up and cry.
My cat Alex has been a sweet but playful kitten this whole school year and was always so clumsy and slow that me and my fellow kitty-caregivers denied his capabilities of hunting successfully and concluded that all he could ever catch were fleas. But lately he has been catching these ugly little shrews and leaving them on our doorstep. This is a curious thing to do to show one's loyalty to someone else(even though it is a cat-human situation, it still leaves room for profundity). I didn't really care because shrews are ugly and I figured as long as he killed ugly things his new love language was a-ok in my book. Unfortunately for several characters in this story, he didn't quite have the same philosophy of "kill ugly things, let cute things flourish" as I did(as much as I tried to tell him). You've probably already guessed what happens next, this morning I found something in the garage that used to be cute and that made me really sad and upset and when I tried to clean it up, I gagged a lot. Thanks Alex, I love you too, love language number six is a little hard to swallow.