my dog killed a poor, poor bird. i heard him jumpin' up on the window sill, ran over there and saw this terrified bird clinging to the windowsill...but by the time i got outside beau was already chillin' with a guilty look on his face and this poor dead bird in his mouth.

not like he wanted to eat it or anything (he just likes killin' shit, heh) so i just put it in a ziploc bag and put 'er in the trash. poor thing.