Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: full.
I wrote a great cat poem to complement yesterday’s entry. I was obviously dripping with poetry then but had to let it percolate overnight into something truly terrific:
Cats by Ruby
Cats are stealthy
Cats are quick
Cats have habits
That make me sick
Cats are mean
Cats are ferocious
And their attitude towards birds
Is really quite atrocious
(And by birds I mean chickens as well, of course).
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