Hearing Rupert growling and pfffing I went into the kitchen to investigate.
Oh dear, he had a bird.
I don't think he had killed it as it was very cold and very dead.
We haven't had a bird bought in for years but he was letting nobody near it.
He was growling and making the lion pfffing noise walking around with it in his mouth.
Poor little bird. All I could think about was that some little blue tit had worked hard feeding this little one only for it to be caught and die.
It was in a bit of a state when he bought it in so I think it was second hand, although Rupert paraded with it as though he was the man, lol
It's now in the bin as we are going out and I don't want a rotting corpse hidden away somewhere.