Tchoupitoulas came in first thing Wednesday morning with a dead bird. Luckily, I saw him before he'd gotten too deep into the house and when I yelled for him to leave with it, he did. Josh hypothesized last night that Tchoup brings me the dead things because he's hoping that I'll be able to reanimate them. He's always so disappointed when they stop playing and just lay there. I don't know what happened to that bird.
Then last night at 10:30pm he dragged a small bird (Josh says it was a baby) into the house. Josh got it away and put the bird outside, locking Tchoup in. This morning, the bird was gone. I'd like to believe that it was rescued by it's mother bird or was well enough to fly away, but I suspect that the bird was carried off by some other animal, like the black cat that terrorizes Tchoup.
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