What is that, some kind of alien?
Actually, it’s the dainty little foot of a small sparrow that I found dead on the back deck. Those deadly-looking claws were used to hold the little guy up when he alighted onto branches, wires, and other things that required a pointy grip.
I don’t know if The Mini killed it or if it died of natural causes. But there it was, tits-up in the deck, all by itself. Poor critter.