Being in the kitchen has its advantages...like the view of my backyard out the window over the sink. I was rinsing a spatula, when I looked out and saw this fellow happily eating something on my compost pile:
The view through the window was not great, so I tried to get a better view by quietly looking out the side door.
At first, he (she?) kept eating, but he got nervous and took off toward the garage, taking a long strand of composted English ivy, tangled in his prey, with him:
He finished eating what must have been a mourning dove from the look of the feathers below...I need a way better lens. Still.
More photos here.