A flurry of bird activity this morning attracted our cat's attention. She dashed into the kitchen and jumped up onto the counter so quickly I wasn't sure what had happened. When I looked over, she was staring intently through the window as a nuthatch grabbed a seed. Then there was a rush of titmice, repeatedly flying from the feeder to a branch and back. There's no look more finely focused, more rapt, than that of a predator staring at its prey. Knowing that this indoor cat will never kill a bird, I'm happy at least that she has the diversion of being able to watch them and perhaps dream.
Cat inside, birds out.
Exciting or frustrating
to see them so close?
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