what’s natural and what’s mean
Cat Fight
Back in April, hubby and I went outside to play a nice light game of tennis, just to bat a few balls around – no need for keeping score, no problem with hitting a ball that has bounced three even four times.
In the middle of our friendly little game, a cat jumped from the top of the fence surrounding the court into a nearby tree. Squawks ensued and shplat! a whole nest of baby birds fell onto the court, right at hubby’s feet. One was critically injured. Its neck had been severed and its legs were spread out every which way. One hopped off into the nearby bushes to take cover (you might say, the smart one of the bunch), and the third hopped, stumblingly, across the court towards the net, trying to escape impending doom. Meanwhile, the mama bird screeched loudly. Shrieking. I imagined she was calling, “My babies! My babies!”…