Stupid Animals

_{Worst hunter ever}

So, I just heard a fairly loud noise from the veranda door, which contains the catflap Smudge theoretically uses to enter and exit the house. In reality, he actually jumps in through the bathroom window at the moment, which can give one rather a shock, during an early morning shower.

Smudge was very interested by this noise, and assumed his pouncing position, before walking over to investigate. I saw a large shape at the catflap, and assuming it was another cat, urged Smudge to go defend his territory, but he just stood there. A minute or so passed with nothing, so I decided to go and see just how large this cat was. This cat, with a beak.

You see, it was actually a bird at the catflap, a bird so hardcore that it just stared at me with disgust as I yelled for it to shoo and tapped the plastic a millimetre from its face. My mother then went round and waved at it, and the like, also shouting, which it promptly ignored.

This kind of insult in our own home was clearly too much, so, to give him the hint, we picked up Smudge, placed him in the veranda and closed the door. After we'd decided Smudge sitting down and licking himself wasn't going to solve anything, we let him out, to go and chase insects in the grass. Failure.

It turns out there's a yellow tag with a number on it on the bird - so we're guessing it's a racing pigeon (we're also guessing, it's going to come last). Going to leave it for a while, and then call the RSPB if it still doesn't move in the morning. At least there's an explanation for why the bird ignores us - I'm still waiting for an explanation for why my cat, who loves hunting, is ignoring the bird that is sitting in our veranda tamely.


_{Bad photography - because no-one would believe it else...}

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Ah how I love mis-using the <acronym> tag.