Headless Mystery

Yesterday I came home to find this lovely present on my front porch.

How does a decapitated pigeon land on your front porch? Worse than that, how does it's poor little head land 1 foot away from the body? Maybe our neighbors don't really like us after all? Could it be the roaring of the boat engine at 7am on Sunday morning that pushed the neighbors to the brink of Voodoo spells?

Unfortunately Anden thought this morbid creature was super cool. I spent the rest of the afternoon blockading the front door as to keep him from rushing outside to prod and poke at the specimen. No offense to the headless corpse, but I just didn't want any witchcraft magic to spill over onto Anden.