I was too grossed out to grab the camera...probably a good thing in retrospect. He ran back outside looking like he wanted to bury it...(oh, please...so did I...) but came back on the patio. I gave him the Pack Leader command "DROP IT!" and he chortled gleefully. I then tossed slices of bread at Stanley...Scruff looked interested. (Apparently, he prefers gluten to feathers...) After tossing several handfuls of whole wheat at Lacie and Stan, Scruffy actually dropped his plumage to hunt bread and I slammed the kitchen door with dead birdie outside.
Now...I am NOT a wimp...but this was disgusting.