Posted on 10/02/2014 11:18:36 AM PDT by Slings and Arrows
Bttt
Our second-ever cat, Mad Man Muffin, used to chitter at the birds all
the time. Our house had huge, sliding glass doors in the bedrooms and
convenient balconies outside of them where the birds gathered.
One day, a Great Heron landed on our bedroom balcony. Muffin melted
into the bed covers, oozed down the side, and hid beneath the bed until
the enormous bird took off again. He knew he’d met his match.
Our home (we lived in Southern California at the time) was in the path
of the migratory birds and near a bird sanctuary as well. We became
pretty good at recognizing the birds after about 10 years and three bird
books on how to identify birds before we moved East.
Rufus-sided Towhee was one of my favorites, and Brown Towhees, too.
And Scrub Jays are really pretty, but very demanding. As soon as I got
up in the morning, they’d start begging for their breakfast and threatening
to eat our goldfish in the pond. Pushy buggers.
Window to the world. My cat sits in his big window everyday. He gets his sun there too.
Poor brave kitty!
Awwww!
Cats think that the Law of Gravity is more of a guideline.
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