Cat and birds

Life on the farm is full of lessons. One is that nature isn’t always nice. The barn kitty I love — Boo — is a vicious killer sometimes and that’s the nature of cats. Yesterday, she had her eyes on a prize — a nest with 5 baby purple martins…

The whole scenario was interesting to watch mostly because I doubted Boo would be able to open the top of the birdhouse — ironically, it was her own weight on top of the birdhouse that prevented her from getting in. I suppose there’s a deeper blog post in there about thwarting our own efforts but I’ll leave that one unmined. Anyway, what was interesting was the way both of the parents teamed up to scare Boo away. They dove at her like fighter planes around King Kong at the top of the Empire State building actually making contact several times. In the end, the babies were unharmed but it doesn’t mean that Boo won’t crack the code someday…