One for... Lucky?

Well, the pigeon wasn't lucky.

I found it in the back garden on Tuesday evening when I went out to lock the hens up for the night.

Headless.

The hens were OK. They'll be locked up for a bit: they were due to stay in their pen yesterday anyway, due to Wednesday ballet and tutorial schedules. So if it was a fox, it was going to be disappointed when it came back for seconds.

The lucky beast was the magpie. It's been pecking away at choice areas on and off ever since.

Not so much sorrow for that one.