The building of the roof next door is a perfect roost for the local bird life. Every morning, this entire ledge is lined with winged creatures. They tweet and chortle and talk amongst themselves light-heartedly (or so I imagine)...never knowing that their very lives are in mortal danger...
...if Meme can ever figure out a way to get through the screen on the window.
This is our morning ritual now - or has been until the weather prompted us to have to close the windows. She still watches them but you can't hear them tweeting anymore. Mike speculates that perhaps she will become an Ornithologist when she grows up instead of an astronaut (his previous prediction...don't ask...I don't know). I, though, suspect she merely wants to become a carnivore.
3 comments:
Awww, that's cute!! Doesn't Furio care about the birdies??
You go Meme!! Those birds are totally unaware of you. You have them in your paws!!!!
That is so cute! What a great way to get used to the new place!
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