Thursday, June 27, 2013

Feathers for Breakfast

Poor little birdie!  Naughty kitties. This is what I woke to this morning.  It could have been any one of our felines, all hunters.   We shall take paw prints to determine the guilty party.  My husband needn't wonder why the hummingbirds do not come near our house despite the tantilizing sweet, red dyed artificial nectar that hangs high.  Poor little birdies.

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