The crow came in from the window carrying a dead, half eaten rat.

I was just getting out of bed, not yet fully awake, and saw him/her sitting on the window sill with his offering.

After showing it to me s/he flew off. I had to check if any body parts were left behind. Luckily, there were none.

S/he returned later to pick the daily bread ration. After finishing the rat I suppose.