Inedible

 Carrying my first coffee of the day into the dining room I had already stepped on something 'cat-related' but continued with my early-morning computing until time to put the kettle on for breakfast.

This is what greeted me as I entered the kitchen. The pesky beasts had brought in and consumed something avian while I sat in the next room, and without making a sound.

Anyone would think we don't feed them.

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