
We obviously have a murderer in our house. Yesterday morning, Emma got another robin and ran downstairs with it first thing. Ted said Blood was visible, but he was able to rescue the poor thing and it flew off. (the crime was witnessed)
But when I entered the kitchen this morning, half asleep, I saw something dark under the table and had a second look...... OMG! A dead bird. No guessing who was responsible....Emma came by and gave it a little sniff, as if to say " humpf....you're no fun anymore...."
We once had a cat who actually ate the birds....thank goodness this isn't the case. I mean, this one was a big as Emma!





















