Again.

There's a cardinal sitting on our bird feeder calling for his mate—who he won't find because Lucy killed her this afternoon. I think what bothers me the most—besides the sad and confused boy cardinal who has lost his mate—is that she does this for sport. The only wild thing I've ever seen her eat is a skink (which is so gross btw). I just needed you to share the sadness with me for a moment. Now, here's a picture of the snake that was curled up two yards from the bird when I walked in from running errands. She managed to bring in both during the hour between when Carter left the house and when I got home! The snake, fortunately, was alive and well and has been returned to the yard.

Don't worry, Lucy wasn't bothering him anymore. He was being still, and well, that's not any fun for her.