My Life, by... a Princess

Me and the Boidies

I LOVE to watch burdies!! If Meowmie sees one she'll say "Laaadies.....BURRRdies!" and Baby and I RUN to the window -- sometimes we bonk ourselves on the windowpane so Meowmie securely taped a full length piece of sturdy plexiglass carefully onto the window and to the other big windows in the apartment so we can lean onto the plexiglass and we don't break the window!!!

(Meowmie also made sure that EVERY screen that is on the windows is DOUBLE screened (NO fiberglass -- we put our claws thru that stuff in a second!) -- she even did it herself!! The screen frames are strong and sturdy and well-attached to the windows so we don't fall out. The kitty living below us fell off the balcony and they luckily found her wandering in the parking lot TWO WEEKS after she fell off- she was real skinny but ok -- a miracle).

One day Meowmie heard me calling to her in the special way I do when I bring her a toy mousie. So she said "I am busy -- I will wait intil Miss P brings me her toy" But I was Soooo insistent that she could tell I was very emphatic about showing her this toy. So she came and I met her halfway in the dimly lit hallway and she said "Are you bringing me a...glove????" And then she saw tthat it was a Mockingbird in my mouth, neatly folded up -- it was alive and well! (Princess is missing 7 teeth -- 3 removed, 4 never grew in, her father musta been her uncle!).......

Then just before I placed it at her feet I heard her exclaim "Oh @#$! it's a BIRD!!" and Woooo! it flew up into the light fixture and pooped even worse than I ever did in my whole life!!! (and I AM a poopster supreme!).....

Now, we live on da 5th floor!! And we kitties get to go out on a thoroughly catproofed balcony top and bottom fencing with the big flowerpots securely sitting over the fencing that extends to the floor of the balcony and beyond)-- but the top of the fence is "only" 7 feet high (we can't jump that high, and we 3 specific cats can't climb the fence, which is sturdy chickenwire reinforced with posts) and there IS a gap WAAAAY up there and the people next door (whose Cat is named BART and Baby hates him) were feeding da burdies and so this juvenile mockingbird flew over the gap and landed on MY balcony and.... what a prize to give my Meowmie!!

So Meowmie did the unthinkable -- she LOCKED me up in the bedroom and I started screaming becuz THAT was MY bird-- and then Meowmie got the broom and gently herded the burdie into the livingroom (HONEST, the bird was ok -- scared but not hurt), closing all the doors behind her and this burdie landed next to Baby who was SUCH a DOOOFUS and did nothing but stare at it! and then the burdie FLEW off the balcony......

Then Meowmie let me out -- and I RAN to the balcony and heard the burdie squawking to its relatives and my ears perked up and I thought it would VISIT me again, but it was wiser, and it never came back....... and then Meowmie shut the balcony door and went to clean up the rest of the burdie messes....... But she said to me "You are a GREAT Hunter" (well, she is, it's a cat thing, but I would prefer they don't kill any birds or micies), and then she said "But it makes me sad to see a hurt burdie or buggie or mousie". I understood her but I can't help it -- it's a scillion-year-old cat thing, so it's a good thing that we are indoor kitties.

A year before that, I found a GECKO on the brick walls of the balcony!! Meowmie trie to rescue it and bring it in so she could put it in a cage and find its person, (this place AIN'T gecko city, it gets too cold) but its feet were holding on to the bricks so hard that it would not let go, and it eventually crawled upstairs but the people upstairs couldn't find it either......

Then this morning there was a BIG fat Bluejay screaming on the windowsill. Baby and I ran to look at it and it was NOT skeered of us, and then Mewomie told us that Blue Jays sometimes attack sweet kitties and we were very happy that it did not decide to ring the doorbell and come in to visit us.....

PS from Meowmie: Miss P brought me a mousie -- NOT a toy mousie -- a few days after the burdie incident-- I THOUGHT I heard some scrabbling in the walls and I realized the cats were VERY interested in that noise. But this poor mousie... was not as lucky as the birdie was... I immediately put up screening over the bases of the heat registers, which is how the mousie came in. Now now the mousies can't get in, and there are no more mousie victims. The vet told me that Princess could get tapeworms or parasites from the mousie, or... could be poisoned if the mousie had eaten mouse poison, so I had Princess tested and she was ok)