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The tale of the dead bird

The tale begins on Saturday when I was leaving to get a taxi to the station to catch my train. On my way out I noticed a dead bird on my front garden. There wasn't time to do anything about it and it was raining (hence the taxi). There are quite a few cats around here, so I'm assuming that one of them left it. I sort of hoped one of them would come along and eat it, but it was still there when I got back on Sunday. It wasn't raining, but I didn't have the energy to do anything about it.

Monday it rained. Tuesday was back to work, but when I wasn't there it was raining. Wednesday was also raining, but when I got back from ballet there was a cat down the path from my garage to my house. It was very surprised to see me (in a "don't like strangers" way) and ran off. When I got to my front door I found the bird was now face up - previously it was face down. I'm guessing that cat had been near it.

Today when I got home it wasn't raining and since it's starting to warm up again I thought that I should try and do something about it. Being necrophobic I didn't want to go near it, really. So I was delighted to find just a few feathers when I looked at the spot it had been. Until I looked ahead and found half a bird next to my front door mat. There was a Red Kite flying around, reminding me that it could have been one of them, just as much as a cat.

Since I didn't hold out much hope of something coming to finish it off before it attracted flies, I got it on a trowel and flung it into the undergrowth. I had meant to bury it, but I didn't fancy digging in the mud (it had rained not long before I got home) and I couldn't deal with having to look at half a dead bird for that long.

From this I have concluded that I don't think I can deal with having a cat, because I can't deal with burying presents they'd bring back. I will stick to the idea of having rabbits in my future - at least they only eat vegetation.

Mirrored from my blog.



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May. 29th, 2014 07:31 pm (UTC)
Is an indoor cat an option? My cat watches and admires birds from the window, which is as close as she gets.

The past three days we have seen bunnies when walking Eva! A black one and a brown one; I didn't know wild bunnies came in black. And they're not shy about people, or little dogs. It's very odd, but in a nice way. (I suppose they could be free-range pet bunnies, belonging to someone with a rather more cavalier attitude towards pet bunnies than I could ever have.)
May. 29th, 2014 07:41 pm (UTC)
An indoor cat is only an option if I was willing to boil to death in the summer because I wouldn't be able to open any of the windows. And opening the doors would be interesting feat with a cat trying to get out as you did so. Also, I'd have to clean out litter trays, which I don't much fancy either.

My parent's cat loves watching the birds from inside - probably because they all vanish when he goes outside!

I didn't know you could get black wild rabbits either. But you have reminded me that sometime when the weather's not rainy I need to go for a walk near sunset to see the bunnies.
May. 29th, 2014 07:47 pm (UTC)
All our previous cats (and at one time we had five. FIVE.) were indoor-outdoor cats, but with Jenna, we didn't want any of the worries. She had apparently never been outdoors, ever (she was abandoned in the apartment building where my daughter Ginger lived) so it's not been an issue, thank goodness.

These bunnies have got to be pets, I think. They're right in town, on a fairly busy side street with cars and people and dogs! They hop away, but don't run away you would expect.
May. 29th, 2014 11:52 pm (UTC)
Maybe the rabbits are pets that have strayed from their garden, any neighbours missing some? One of our neighbours used to have a rabbit that would escape from its hutch all the time. It ended up being nicknamed Houdini.
May. 30th, 2014 12:01 am (UTC)
I'm visiting here at my daughter's, and so don't know the neighbors or their pets *grin* The bunnies have been out several times, and haven't seemed particularly skittish at all.
May. 30th, 2014 12:14 am (UTC)
Which does more suggest they are tame rather than wild bunnies, even urban wild ones are skittish around humans.
May. 29th, 2014 10:58 pm (UTC)
Not all cats hunt and they only do it in their youth. I always used fire tongs to grab any unwanted gifts and put them in the bin as I'm very squeamish.
May. 29th, 2014 11:56 pm (UTC)
You'd like our Nico. He spent the first 7 years of his life running away from the door whenever it was opened. Now he only wanders round the garden a bit and then heads back in. As for chasing birds - they chase him!

I must admit it is one of the drawbacks of having cats, especially when the birds are just fledglings.
May. 30th, 2014 04:09 am (UTC)
Ew. :(. Dead birds freak me out!
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