Effffffffffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
While I'm in the house, reading about the cougar, because I can't just sit out there and read the super-boring French Revolutions, oh, no, I have to come in for more blackberry wine and more cold pork tenderloin, though I haven't even eaten dinner yet, (FATTY!!!) I go back out, and a freaking feral cat is two inches away from Dillbird, on my patio! Oh, I wish I had a gun...Never happened before. Zero tolerance for feral cats. No more leaving my bird unattended. I feel almost as violated as when some loser tried to break into our house a year ago...