Always assuming there’s just one carcase, Florence’s grisly trophy leaves no doubt about the species the jaw bone belonged to.
I saw her chewing at what was obviously a great prize because she kept retreating with it in her mouth, guessing rightly I would try to take it away from her.
It took half a bowl of food as a bribe to get her to abandon it.
I put it on the windowsill to photograph it and she hadn’t worked out where it was by the time I put it in the bin.
I dare say more bits will appear over time, but hunting for the whole body would likely be fruitless because there’s such a big area it could be in.