So yesterday I found Charlie munching on a bird under the study table. We knew something was up because the previous night we found a bird's nest and some tiny birdies in the backyard, and lots of feathers inside the house.
But I couldn't find where she had stashed the mama bird - not until she took it out for dinner..... eeeuuuuggghhhhh.... the blood... the feathers... Tim cleaning up while I hid out in the bathroom.... grossest pet experience ever.
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I was too grossed out at the time
LOL... I remember when either Marvin or Unix killed a bird and brought it on our back stairs at Hawdon St - kind of like "look masters what we've got for you!". Neither I or Jack wanted to clean it up, so it just lay there decomposing, and ants eating at it... until there was just the tiny skeleton left... I think at that point I just shoved it off the stairs with my foot... and that was it - the circle of life :)
Except this wasn't a present for us - this was a food source...
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