August 24th, 2006


Blood and Feathers

... are not what I want to have to cope with at stupid o'clock of a morning.

Damn cat. In the 36 hours since we reclaimed him from the cattery, that was the fourth time he'd brought in a pigeon. Having to wake up, grab cat, grab pigeon, keep cat from pigeon and pigeon from flying off round bedroom (though it was pretty stunned, and probably about dead anyway), etc., etc., is not conducive to a good night's sleep.