This morning I was leisurely enjoying myself not having to hurry and taking a little longer than usual to wake up. I had gone down to feed and scoop the cats and, aside from finding an orange hairball on the floor, nothing was out of the ordinary. I let Bella and Ripley outside and proceeded to make coffee. When I let them back in Bella ran right into the dining room which was strange because I was getting her food ready. Hmmm... I followed her and saw her open her mouth and something came out. There was no retching so I knew she wasn't sick. Upon further inspection there was a dead baby bird on the middle of my dining room carpet!! I gasped and she started to pick it back up and I screamed NO BELLA (probably woke up the neighbors) and she actually left it alone. Thank God! She had found another dead baby bird in the yard last year and I don't even want to tell you what she did with that one! So much for starting out a nice Saturday morning peacefully! Sure got me wide awake quickly!