I catch moths off the front porch & take them to my indoor cat to dispatch via merry, very drawn-out murder.
I do this, often. It's starting to remind me of how I used to drop ants into the spiderweb on my porch when I was a kid.
...I've also started hissing when I go out to the car, at night, since I was almost sprayed by a mother skunk, recently. Strolled out into the pitch black - caught a flash of white tail raising in my peripheral - mere feet away - reversed into the apartment. She & her baby kept eating... whatever plantlife they were into. Tapped on the door, yelled at them - nothing alarmed them, at all. In a last ditch effort, I hissed, loudly. That did it. Now, I'm paranoid about it, since the motion light seems to miss anything actually on the ground. Heard a few things scurry off, using this tactic. One day, a human will witness this, if they haven't already.
One could say I've leveled up in the world of Catlady Nonsense. That's how the kids say it, these days, right? Leveled up?