guarding the weak, young and flightless is tiring work

I am sooo tired. I have been guarding the fledging blackbirds from the cats all day.

Cats. Honestly. Huh!
I am extremely tired now and have put the STAFF in charge of any further guarding duties. I have already missed out on 4 hours daytime napping and I could not possibly forego any more. 

Let's hope the little fluffballs will make it through the night. AND learn to fly soon!

The cheekiest cat ever!

I just got back from the park this morning. Feeling pretty happy on account of very high squirrel activity. And then this! The STAFF were feasting on breakfast, whilst cruelly making me wait for mine (as usual) when I suddenly saw a mnovement by my window out to my garden. And then there it was. Sitting, bold as you like on my window sill, looking at me and - wait for it - purring. Purring, I ask you!

I glared at it, but no reaction. I raised my eyebrows very meaningfully. Nothing. I did my Elvis-lip-lift impression. Nothing. I was feeling a bit deflated, but then the cheeky thing wandered off. Well, good riddance.


I am still grumbling to myself about the incident whilst I am taking my morning's fill of sunshine on the sofa.

PS: The DogAppeasementPheromone (DAP) thing must work. I feel much calmer!

( I Though I Saw a Putty Cat) I Did see pussy Cat!

Do you see it? Bold as anything - right up a tree. Shocking. I was just patrolling the garden, look up and there it sat. I was lost for words. The impertinent intruder. The STAFF thought it was all very cute. The naive fools.

Of course I won the staring match and the cat scrambled off. Still, the cheek of it.

Now I check every hour whether the cat is back. I am very dedicated and even check at night The STAFF are not always very quick letting me out on my "midnight to dawn"- shift. I'll have to work on the frequency and volume of my whine.