I looked out first thing this morning to see a lot of feathers on the drive. When I went out to feed the pheasant I found a freshly killed stock dove. A sparrowhawk must have been disturbed before it could eat its breakfast. Amongst the feathers was a lot of beechmast which must have been the dove's breakfast as there are no beech trees in the garden.
Mmmm... tasty!
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