Yes indeed, Molly...
Bernadette said:
All our FURRYGRIEF recruits are fully trained in the art of 'Playing Dead' so, no matter how squished, bloodied, chewed and spat out or, indeed, crunched and swallowed they appear, they await their opportunity and thus silently, although at times somewhat staggeringly, make their escape from wherever their 'remains' have been consigned (including but not limited to: fire, dustbin or pet intestines).
Witness our Small-Winged-Division, in ^ Training:
Yes, We are vast!
Oh, and the TunaFish tins on top of the Larder, are Corugi's!
No-touch those tins!
@Fifi...Yeah, live in rural small town. Some of those Festivities make ya feel darn good.
Congrats to the Puppies!
Goodonya.