182/365 - Killa Kat

Warning - pictures of carnage reside in this post. I hope PETA doesn't launch a campaign against us.

That's her new nickname. Or maybe her gangsta code name.
All I know is we were enjoying a nice Sunday morning, with a cool, dry breeze blowing through our back door when we heard the squawking of birds. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Hannah (aka Killa Kat) sauntering by with a robin in her mouth. I jumped up, shocked at what I saw. I let the rest of the family in on the situation and then I did what any normal person does - I grabbed my camera.

The scene from the family room window, looking out around the pond landscaping:


The view from outside:


We had to leave for church, so we let Hannah tend to her prey. We're not sure what happened, but fairly certain the bird was a goner.