Dinner lessons

While eating dinner tonight we looked out the window and saw mojo pouncing around in the grass playing with something. There were also about six blue jays dive bombing him and making a LOT of noise. We all abandoned our dinner and pressed our noses to the glass to watch mojo murder the little bird he had in his paws. Man, those blue jays were seriously unhappy. 

Cue meaningful family discussion about death, animals and murder. And a lot of speculation about how mojo lost that eye.