Seriously. I was really for reals disturbed. He’s killed a rat in front of me before – I was kinda proud of him (though disgusted at the same time) for that. But an innocent little baby bird? I know, I know… in Nature, there is no discrimination. Prey is prey. But… ugh… it was such an awful sight. And afteward… Millhouse just frolicked back home as if nothing happened, while I walked in, looking like I just saw a ghost.