Monday, May 24, 2010

Finally A Survivor!

It's not uncommon for me to find a pile of feathers in the house, indicating that one of my cats has made a snack of one of the local birds.  Today I heard one of the cats come inside meowing the deep yowling meow that seems to mean: "I am a great hunter, returned to my lair with my prey."  

I got up and saw it was Boo, with a dark colored bird in his mouth.  The bird wasn't moving, and I assumed it was already dead.  I shooed Boo, with his bird, back outside, so as to avoid another pile of feathers being left inside for me to clean up.

I watched Boo as he went out, and then I saw him put the bird down, and much to my surprise, the bird flapped away a couple of feet, with Boo jumping right after him.  I ran and put on some clothes and shoes, and rushed outside.  I found Boo in the bushes, crouched over the motionless bird.  I picked the bird up and he struggled a little and escaped from my hands, gliding down and landing in the grass a few feet away.  Beating out several cats who were heading his way, I scooped him up again and took him inside.  He seemed alert enough, but clearly not up to flying, so I didn't think he'd be safe outside on his own.

I've set him up in one of the kitty condo cages I have for when I board cats, giving him some food, water, and sticks to perch on.  He seems quite well, as far as I can tell, but I'm going to have him stay for a few days of rest and recuperation just to be on the safe side.  He is quite a lovely little fellow.  Below are some photos I just took of him.  Can anyone tell me what type of bird he is??



Sunday, May 16, 2010

Chester's Prayers

When I arrived home from work yesterday morning, I found Chester on top of the refrigerator, with his paws together in a position of prayer.


I wondered what he was praying about, 
but whatever it was, he chose to keep it private...



Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Sun Through The Willow Tree

As I drove into my driveway this morning, and pulled up next to the big willow tree to park, I looked up and noticed how lovely the sun looked, filtered through the spring growth of the old willow tree.  I took a few photos, and these are my favorite: