PigeonSlayer Strikes Again

I was trying to shoo the boys inside because the arborist came to trim my storm-damaged pine tree. Mr. Big started to trot into the house with something in his mouth. Yes, another northern mockingbird fledgling. Somehow I got him to drop it on the ground, so at least he didn't eat this one. He and Cuddles keep going back to the spot where it rested on the ground to sniff for it.

Peanut butter removes pine sap from fluffy white sammy paws.
Need you ask me how I know?