yesterday evening but,
Luna the cat disgraced herself, just as I was plating my dinner she came into the kitchen behind me and then proceeded to wiggle and pounce on something in the corner of the room, wiggle and pounce, wiggle and pounce. Once I paid enough attention she then held her head up high with a small bird in her jaws.
At this point I scooped her up, complete with bird, and took her into the garden where I released the bird from her jaws onto the garden table, took her back inside, shutting her in, and then went back to the bird to determine it was still alive and moved it to a secluded corner of the wall out of sight of the window I was being watched from.
The bird had gone this morning, either to another predator or having recovered somewhat, I however need to get the blood off of my shirt cuff.