Around mile 5 of my walk today I headed down one of the bike/walking paths nearby, and I came around a curve just in time to see a slender tuxedo cat stalking a bird that was very nearly its own size, and within a few steps it leapt high, paws and claws out, and took the bird down.
I was both fascinated and repulsed when it sunk its teeth into the bird's neck, the surprised WTF?! last squawk of the bird and the twitching as it died.
I kept walking towards the cat, though, because dead giant bird or not, that was the direction I was headed.
The cat didn't seem to be bothered by my presence; instead of running like hell at the sight of a strange human, it walked toward me, dropped the bird on the sidewalk, looked up at me, and meowed.
A more sane person would have just kept on walking, but I paused and said, "Good job, kitty."
"Uh...I had lunch already, thank you. Why don't you take that back to your people? They'll be proud."
Damned if the cat didn't meow one more time, pick the bird back up, and trot off, apparently quite happy with have some praise.
I started back up, hoping like hell that no one saw that or heard me praise some strange cat for the offering. I hope more that the next time I walk down that way I don't get offered something grosser...