Saturday, July 19, 2008

Songs in the key of Kill

Woken from unwelcome dreams of unwelcome people by a bouncing hyper black cat and the sound of wingbeats. Yep, the local songbird population is being stupid and Gizmo the cat has won; nonchalantly strolls out from under my bed with a wing potruding from his gob and his tail in the air. But wait, it's not yet dead... much fluttering, scrabbling (you'd be amazed how in the middle of a life of death struggle they can stop to compare a three word score), the bird lodges itself behind a chest of drawers and my bimbo cat is distracted in the middle of his "I am cat, I am patient" evil waiting game by seeing his sunbeam and having to lie in it for a minute or two. Of course, "that bird's not going anywhere".

Muppet.

Window opened, bird descretely rescued, karma working in my favour for the rest of the day. I hope. I'm really not too keen on him wiping out songbirds. OK, kill all the mice. But songbirds make my day a nicer place, and I prefer not to find them in kit form all over the place.

Anyway's up. That's enough of that. It's Saturday, I'm not working and I've got things to do; specifically shifting my arse over to the other side of the country for a little while, then driving all the way back again. "And when I was only half way up, I was at the M4 services". Nah, doesn't have the Duke of York ring to it, does it.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gizmo can come around my place and attack all the song birds whenever he wants. As much as I like nature, nature is taking the michael each morning singing at my window! they started at 4:50 this morning!! and till i get my bb gun gizmo would be a welcome allie :)

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