Friday, June 7, 2013

What's On My Whiskers Friday?




Why yes friends that would be a feather.  I caughted my second bird of my life (although mum thinks it may be one that died a natural death from the cold).  Yes that is a feather caught in my whiskers and a bit of bird fluff near my eye.  Four would be the number of times that I bought the bird into the house in my mouth, through the cat door.  Three times mum put it back in the back yard, and the fourth time, it went in the rubbish bin outside.  Farewell little sparrow bird - you lived a good life.

Mum then did some chores, washing, folding , hoovering, and scrubbing getting ready for the weekend.

13 comments:

  1. I choose to believe you caught the birdie with your own paws, Poppy - great job!

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  2. OMC Poppy you is a smart kitty! Good work.

    Sasha, Sami, & Saku

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  3. Truffle would be the one to bring the critters in the house if she ever went outside.

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  4. Were you trying to bring dinner home for Mom?

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  5. Well done you Poppy...There's to many birds about anyway...!

    Don't catch anything bigger though, you'll never get it through the hatch....HeHe!x

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  6. Good on you, Poppy! Gandalf has not brought a birdie inside since the Yellow House. Thankfully.

    Have yourselves a purrfect day!!

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  7. What, you didn't get to eat it? All that yummy protein?!

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  8. deer cod poppy, pleez say ewe dinna eat any of de stooooooooooooopid rood caca droppin bug infested burd.... find sum plump mice N haza nice bar bee q.....

    :)

    hope ewe N yur mum haza grate week oh end ~~~~~~~

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  9. Oh Poppy. A tasty bird to enjoy with cocktails. But my mum is sad. She loves birds. I love birds to eat. I watch them from my window. meow, Jessica the cat

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  10. Oh Poppy. A tasty bird to enjoy with cocktails. But my mum is sad. She loves birds. I love birds to eat. I watch them from my window. meow, Jessica the cat

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