This is why Frankenstein isn't allowed out in the yard without a chaperon! We just went out back for some air. A huge Hawk whooshed by my face, flying low. I couldn't tell what type it was but it was big, real big, with some light reddish brown feathers. Frankenstein and I found a nice sunny spot in the yard, it was so peaceful. My heart rate was almost back to normal. Then I looked down and saw this! The bottom jaw is gone. I am hoping the Hawk comes back for his, lunch. I would rather not have to deal with it. No yard time for the Chug, for a while...yuck!
Update: He came back, or I should say she. It is a female Circus cyaneus or Northern Harrier. She dragged the squirrel behind some flowers and is in the process of ripping it apart. She is gorgeous!
I am very curious to see what if anything she leaves behind.