Years ago I included the standard Dove Pan trick in my act. You know the one, take an ordinary silver pan, toss in a match, flames shoot up, cover with the lid, lift lid and AMAZEMENT, a beautiful dove flutters up out of the pan.
This show happened to be outside and I live in Texas and it was HOT that day, one of our 95 in the shade days.
As I took the lid off the pan I looked inside and to my horror the poor dove had gone on to meet his maker. Maybe it was the heat that day or maybe it was just his time, but he was stone cold dead. I quickly reached into the pan and lifted him up and kind of flapped his wings a bit, hoping no one would notice and it was ok.
I turned to my assistant and handed her the bird, she looks at it and whispers, "What's wrong?", I whisper back "It's dead". With a squeek she tosses the bird at me, it hit the floor like a... well, like a dead bird. Some kid in the front says "Mommy he killed it" and starts to cry. More people are realizing what's happend, it was horrible.