I've never experienced this before. My dog came in came in from the garden last night and sat guiltily on the sofa. That got my attention and I then noticed her mouth was full. Upon closer expection a little foot was sticking out. By the time we'd retrieved it the bird was dead. It was all a little upsetting. This morning my cuddly girl is cozied up to me, head upside down looking at me with eyes full of love and admiration and I adore her... but ick. My first thought last night was, "but this is why we didn't get cats!". I'm sure others have had it worse?