You can break it to her gently...."You know that bird in the garden, your favourite? Well, it turns out it's not a Turtle Dove. Oh yeah, it's also dead".It's a sad day at Wz Towers.
I got up this morning to see a few feathers on the lawn outside the bedroom window and figured that our regular sparrow hawk had taken another pigeon. Miss Wz (who is on a visit from Oz) was out in the garden this morning and found the remains, coming back to tell me she thought it was Mrs Wz's favourite bird, a very pale cross between either a ring necked dove or, as Mrs Wz insists, a turtle dove which she had been trying to hand tame with various seeds.
I'm sure the foxes will see off any remains tonight, but what should I tell Mrs Wz, it's like the Serengeti out there in darkest Westdene