So, of course, I grabbed my camera and ran out to see what was going on. As soon as I got close, the birds all flew into a nearby tree. They had been swarming at the bushes under my bedroom window.
Sometimes nature makes me sad. Like with how cruel it is to baby or sick/injured animals. I try to just close my eyes and plug my ears and not witness the cruelty of nature. I tell my self it's "survival of the fittest".
I once inadvertently killed a baby bird while trying to 'save' it. I was moving it to a safe place away from my cats. It was so stressed to be held in my hands, that it literally died from fright--it's heartbeat racing. I'll never forget it. I feel the same way you do. Darn cats & their instincts!
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I'm assuming it was *your* cat? lol
ReplyDeleteYes, it's my lovely "Daisy". She's an indoor/outdoor kitty and quite the hunter....
ReplyDeleteYou are so funny! Most people would grab a rifle when they heard something...you grab a camera! Gotta love you girlfriend!
ReplyDeleteYour cat is so pretty.
Hi Nancy,
ReplyDeleteThere's still a baby bird "in there someplace"--in Daisy's tummy! Boy does she look smug!!!
My kittly Sophie likes the dinging bell movement on the sheep on your blog and swats at it--that's about as far as her hunting instincts go...
Terry
We have a barn cat who kills squirrels -- big ones! We've never actually witnessed the killing of a squirrel, but we find squirrel tails all over our barn. The cat's tummy is always full.
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