While making the bed last evening, I found feathers under the bed . . . .
Then, when I woke up this morning, I found this little treasure in the doorway. Once Squeaker heard me moving around, she showed up to ask me if I had seen her 'birdies' and I was quick to praise her for her hunting skills. (I wish there was some way to tell her the bedroom is NOT the choice dining area!!! But I hate to spoil her accomlishments . . . she is so skittish and shy . . . .)