A pair of mourning doves decided that the brick wall of my courtyard was a good place to hang out!
The cats were glad! The birds fluttered back and forth between the maple trees out front and the wall. One of them, I presume the male... kept strutting around. I SWEAR to you he knew the cats were there and he was going, "neener, neener".
Even showed his butt to them.
Tex could hardly contain himself. He wasn't chattering in the traditional sense. He was mooing... and grunting... and squeaking!
The cats were glad! The birds fluttered back and forth between the maple trees out front and the wall. One of them, I presume the male... kept strutting around. I SWEAR to you he knew the cats were there and he was going, "neener, neener".
Tex could hardly contain himself. He wasn't chattering in the traditional sense. He was mooing... and grunting... and squeaking!