The poor bird...

A few weeks ago, something terrible happend.
Well, not that terrible, but very sad.
Our cat had been catching a bird, and playing with it.
(Isn't it cruel?)
Well, and I saw them. So I scared the cat away.
Well, I found out that the bird couldn't fly, it's wing must of been broken or something.
I tried to look after it, but it died. It was really sad. But life has to go on.
And I still really like our cat.
The picture was taken a year or two ago. It still is a typical site.
Me reading, her jumping up on the bed, or sofa, like the picture.
And she starts purring,
And I pat her.
And I read.
And she doesn't purr any more.
And I pat her again.
That's us.....