My cat brought home a Blue jay in it's mouth yestersay. Problem was, it was still ALIVE. My family and I just heard tweeting when Salem came into view, with a fucking bird in her maw. It was a pretty good size too. She ran into the house and we brought her outside in some feeble attempt to free the bird. She eventually let go of the bird but it's neck was broken, head lolling back and forth as it gasped for air. My mother, being the epic PHail that she is, tried giving it water. Note, my mother is not that smart. By this time, it was dead dead deadsky. She kept saying "But humans break their necks all the time." or "it's just in a coma or something." Everyone had a good laugh at her expense and made bird jokes and the like. It ended on a good note. Still freaky when my black cat came charging in with it's kill, still tweeting.