Yesterday Sam and I rescued this little bird from the torture of our cats (and dog!). We weren't quite sure what to do with it; so, after consulting the husband, we hoarded up all the cats inside and placed the bird under our neighbor's hosta. After a few hours at the pool we had one escapee cat. You know the end of the story. Celia had her first experience of death and John Paul dug the burial site hole (the 2nd or third). Sorry baby bird. We love cats.
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