Feathers in the garden



I heard an incredible racket outside this morning. A bird was making the a horrible, loud, harsh squawk, over and over again. I looked out the kitchen window to see one of the neighborhood cats had climbed right to the top of a tree in our backyard. The birds were going crazy, flying around him, teasing him. By the amount of feathers in the backyard this afternoon, I think the birds might've gotten a bit too close.
I couldn't resist these quails eggs at the organic supermarket. They are just too sweet to eat. 

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