No, not the fashion house but our two cats that travel with us to montcavrel a couple of times per month.
They are turning in to great mole catchers, not killers. The procedure is as follows; one of the cats, usually Dolce [the female] will catch a mole and play with it extensively. Her brother Gabana will sit and watch in aw, ready to run. After a while she gets fed up with it and she will then decide that it's a nice present for any human creature around.
It is then up to that individual to decide what to do with the poor and usually exhausted mole. It seems mostly best to put a end to it's missery.