Baby rabbit?

This morning when I went out to the living room, there was a smear of blood on the floor, tufts of hair scattered all around and what appeared to be two small kidneys. Too big for a mouse, so we decided one of the cats had disemboweled and eaten a baby rabbit there last night.

As usual, I was the one who go to scoop up the mess.

But I'm still sleeping with my door closed until I am sure the cats' frustration with the flea-and tick gunk has worn itself out.

I want to keep my kidneys, thank you very much.