Birds of a feather...
THEY BE FLOCKIN' TOGETHER.
And when you think about it, they're not unlike those two freaky long-haired marmie brothers of mine. You know the ones: Rushton and Andy.
Yeah, those two are always hangin' out together. If you see one, the other is never far behind.
Behind? What am I sayin'? More likely, they'll be side by side. Side by side, schemin' and plottin' and conspirin' together. Probably against me. Those two are in cahoots, you see.
Of course, their constant hangin' out together does have its advantages.
Firstly, if I know where one is, I almost always know where the other is, too. It's actually easier to avoid long-haired freaky brothers when there's only the one GROUPING, so to speak, to avoid.
And secondly, if I feel the desire to smacky-paw one, I can smacky-paw the other at the very same time. Often with the very same smacky-paw, too! Kinda like killin' two birds with one stone.
Not that I, Seville the Cat, would ever kill a bird with a stone! Personally, I don't kill birdies, period. Killin' birdies does not bode well for the local channels of Bird TV.
And speakin' of birds...
Those birdies be flockin' TOGETHER, for sure.
Now I don't know what kinda birds they are, but there must be at least a MILLION of 'em.
Okay, so maybe not a million. Probably more like a couple hundred thousand.
Okay, so maybe not a couple hundred thousand. Maybe more like 'bout ten thousand.
Okay, so maybe not ten thousand. Now that I think about it... Well... Well it's probably more like fifty or so. Yeah, that sounds about right.
But it's the BIGGEST flock of fifty birdies, for sure. Biggest fifty bird sized flock, EVER. It's HUGE! It's...
Okay, so it's like a few dozen birds.
But you should see 'em, my friends. They've been performin' on the local Bird TV network for the last couple weeks.
Peep #1 puts out some bird food and the next thing you know, they're there, perchin' on all the trees, waitin' for the peep to go away so that they can come down and eat. It's really quite the sight to see.
They're not too talkative, though. More interested in eatin', I do believe.
And speakin' of eatin'...
A kitty should NEVER confuse Bird TV with a TV dinner. They are NOT the same thing, at all.
Not that I, Seville the Cat, would ever confuse the two. Like I said earlier, I'm not into the killin' of birdies.
Not even mocking birds.
Hmmm... But if we're talking 'bout turkeys...
But that doesn't count, for the turkey I eat comes out of a tin, and tinned turkey is decidedly different, somehow.
I'm not even sure it's a bird. It sure doesn't look like one.
Plus, tinned turkey is my favourite, and there's no way, no how, I'm gonna stop eatin' my favourite din-dins. I CERTAINLY couldn't stop cold turkey and that is for sure.
But seriously, I do believe, it is safe to say that those birdies flocking to my yard are safe and sound from me.
But from those two freaky long-haired brothers of mine...
Okay, so they don't kill birds, either. 'Cause you know, it's kinda hard for a turkey-sized cat to catch a lithe little birdie. By the time they caught up with one, they'd be all outta breath!
Well... Perhaps I'm exaggeratin' a bit. I must admit, my freaky brothers are actually very agile for their size. They're pretty quick, too. They're both Olympic champions when it comes to sprinting for treats.
Nah, even if we could, we cats would never kill any of the Bird TV cast. Not even for ratings! We cats are civilised creatures. We don't live in some kinda disreputable weird and surreal, reality television world.
Besides, although we like our food fresh, those birdies are just a little TOO fresh, if you know what I mean.
And speakin' of fresh...
Oh my mouses, you shoulda heard the lip that Blue Jay gave the peep when she slept in the other mornin' and was late with his food.
I would kill a burd if I could - dey is tasty.ReplyDelete
You would? But what about your Bird TV? purrsDelete
We got some pretty loud birds here too, the fuss about lots of things!ReplyDelete
Birds ARE fussy creatures, aren't they. Certainly not like us cats. MOUSES!Delete
My girls watch their Bird TV closely. Special interest int the two building their nest on the windowsill, I mean TV screen. And they taunt the girls something awful. Princess is forever smacking the window, I mean screen.ReplyDelete
There are two birds buildin' a nest right up against your screen? Ever lucky. That's gotta be the Big Bird Brother show, for sure. MOUSES!Delete
Those pesky unfed birds can make a cat go whacky Seville. Just say’in!ReplyDelete
Feel free to say THAT, again! MOUSES!Delete
The only bird I've ever killed is a Nekoflies Birbug. And that might be a bug, not a bird.ReplyDelete
Hmmm... With a name like Birbug, it's hard to tell. Maybe half bird, half bug? purrsDelete
Sorry but they are fair game around here, but I think I prefer mice to birds. Way less feathers on a mouse and that makes a big difference when I do the weekly shop, sort of choosing between a can with a pull ring top or one where the staff have to get an opener out MOLReplyDelete
Oohhh... Peep #1 HATES tins that require can openers. They always give her a hard time. purrsDelete
Good for you Seville if you did start killing them there would be no bird TV to watch.xReplyDelete
That's EXACTLY how I feel, for sure. PURRSDelete
Would you be surprised if I told you Flynn didn't catch birds either? He would sit in the window and chatter at them, but had no interest in catching them. Mousies was another thing altogether though. Any that came into the garden had a one way ticket.ReplyDelete
Doesn't surprise me at all. Flynn was a true Gentlecat, for sure. purrsDelete
I sure hope the Trout Talking Tabbies don't see this with all the talk of birds, especially turkeys :) I think you should make another puzzle of you Seville, I enjoyed the one of Nerissa.ReplyDelete
Did you see? Peep #1 made me up a new page for up at the top of my blog called, "puzzle time!" There's a second puzzle up there. purrsDelete
Patty O'Malley has expired at least one bird in the years he's lived here, but he and Sweetie prefer mouses.ReplyDelete
Mice are a kitty's preferred food, I do believe. For some strange reason, we hardly ever have any 'round here... purrsDelete
Maybe you just THINK they're always together?!? I mean, all that Marmie floofiness ... and each of them is rather ... robust ... maybe one just looks like two? Hehehehehe.ReplyDelete
It's true, they DO look a lot alike. Peeps who don't know 'em, can't tell 'em apart. But when I see almost forty pounds of floof comin' at me, I know there to be two. purrsDelete
Chickens and turkeys, Pals. Give us CHICKENS and TURKEYS.ReplyDelete
You like yours fresh or in tins? Inquirin' minds wanna know. purrsDelete