A healthy-looking wood pigeon at the back of the flowerbed, dead. From its position it had clearly fallen from the fence, head first; some time during the day, or a fox or cat would have carried it off. But why had it died? Had it sustained an earlier injury? Had a heart attack? Died of old age? It's so rare to find birds that have died naturally, it feels like something of a mystery.
Scout had been at the back of the bed; she'd sniffed it, but left it alone. Perhaps she found it as strange as we did.