"Disappointing Behaviour" Corner

Hurrumph, I appear to have been put in the "Disappointing Behaviour" corner.  Don't they know that nobody puts Moses in the corner?

It all started at 5.50 am. Early morning sunshine in West Oxfordshire so the birds were out in a great throng on the lawn.  The tall one was doing a bit of drying up whilst waiting for her bath to fill when I galloped through the kitchen doors and rushed into the living room trying to pretend I did not have something flapping in my mouth. Oh it was muchos heart-thumping exciting!  I gave it a push about with my paw to watch it flap and open its little beak but was then rudely interrupted by the tall one who grabbed me and tried to shut me in the bathroom.  I escaped before she shut the door and came back for another biff at the little blackbird baby birdie.  I was then bundled upstairs and put in the bedroom and almost got my head squashed as I tried to squeeze through.  On realising I was trapped I bellowed in disgust at my confinement.

The tall one managed to get the little dust-covered birdie inside a tea towel despite it cheeping loudly at her and placed it back outside.  She watched it hop, but not fly about.  When she went out later it was not there so she hopes it made a recovery.  Having a bit of a sulk that she did not let me back out to finish it off.

The Mouse and His Child v Female Blackbird

Mouse & His Child after a Bird-Washing

Owner sat relaxing in her bath and heard sound of my delicate footsteps thundering back inside the house.  Shortly afterwards she heard a noise of something falling, soon followed by what sounded like me rushing about attacking something.  "Ppff, she thought, I don't want to be dealing with large spiders or small rodents dripping wet and barefoot in a towel" and so she ignored it, even though the crashing continued.

Having re-dressed she went upstairs to where she thought the sound of the noise was coming from to find me lying on her bed calmly dozing so she re-traced her steps downstairs to find a large female blackbird perched on the kitchen counter looking quite nonplussed by her arrival.  On closer inspection she found her Mouse and its Child toy that normally sits atop the windowsill floating in the washing up bowl and a piece of my Hill's dried cat food sitting on the windowsill where the toy had been.  OUTRAGE, this pesky blackbird had obviously decided to come a-thieving in my food bowl and had tried to carry off some of my food.  Does it contain essence of worms or slugs to make it so appetising to non-felines?  I heard my owner trying to shoo it out the window and immediately charged down the stairs as I wished to reprimand this brazen criminal and chirruped loudly at it whilst it flew around the kitchen.  Unfortunately it escaped out the velux window before I could catch its fluttering self in my mouth.