The tabby cat is back, looking for birds to make friends with. NOT.
It appears she’s sniffing the water fountain, smelling birds that had rested, wishing she’d been there when they’d been there. But hey, if this is their sitting spot, she might as well sit for a spot too.
When the birds didn’t return to the feeders, she sat on the fence, low, so she would watch the birds swooping around from the trees.
Sorry putty-cat. No birds for you. Not today.
Have a lovely weekend!!!
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