This morning our Westie dog Annie brought me her version of breakfast in bed. I awoke to this little cutie with her paws up on my side of the bed caressing a live dove in her mouth. STEVEEEE I screamed, Annie has a bird. She spat out the bird, it dropped to the floor and the bird blinked its wide eyes at me a couple times. Annie picked it back up with her soft mouth, carried it outside and after quite a bit of coaxing, dropped the bird and away it flew.