In addition to being a compassionate animal lover, I consider myself a realist, a conservationist, an environmentalist, a naturalist. It gives me a balanced perspective on nature. Every creature and plant has it's place.
I get the whole balance of nature - predator and prey.
But, I'm in a quandary. We have a stray cat who has adopted us. She lives outside and will remain there because my cat doesn't like her one bit! I feed her, hold her, pet her. She is very sweet.
Bruce even built her a little warm house for when it's cold outside.
She's in good shape, especially for an animal who has survived on her own in the wild. Her name is Abby and her tummy is getting a bit larger than when she showed up at our door.
The quandary - oh yeah. Abby is a skilled hunter. She not like my Frodo. I mean really.... does this look like a killer?
She brings me trophies. Not of the "proudly display" variety either.
Opening the back door to find baby squirrels (or parts of squirrels) is a little more wild than I prefer on my porch. Stumbling unaware upon an explosion of goldfinch feathers right before lunch is a bit unappetizing. And, I confess I wanted to cry when I discovered the pretty red feathers of a Cardinal in my garage.
A girl's gotta eat. Really? How much?
What's wrong with Iams? Do you fancy canned tuna? Just tell me your preferred brand of cat food and I'm happy to oblige. I promise you don't need to supplement this food with birds or small mammals. The package says it's "nutritionally balanced".
If you don't stop eating my birds I'm gonna have to remove the bird feeder outside my back porch because I feel as if I'm luring the poor things into a trap. Can't you just enjoy lounging there fat and happy and watching them? Perhaps if I fatten you enough you'll be too slow to catch them. Let's hope so for the sake of the birds.
Be love and be blessed,
