That's not the end. The phone rings and it's the police. The women on the other end of the phone said the police are outside and they want everyone in the house to go outside. So my roommate and I walk outside. They ask if I'm alright. They made us walk up to them slowly. They said the neighbors called and said somebody was screaming. I told them it was me, I was screaming because of the bird. I started crying and said my dog killed this little bird. I know they wanted to laugh, but they were very professional. So little bird. RIP.