Actually, the livin' is easy all year round for this guy. Not so much for us. I got up this morning in the semi dark and came out to the (not so easy) living room, to see this guy (McCoy) and his sister (Spock) peering intently at a rather large shape on the floor. When he prodded it, it turned out to be a bird that he had brought in through his cat flap. Quite a large bird. It rose into the air and flew into the kitchen. I immediately opened as many doors as I could, hoping it would fly out. My wife, who has much more sense, grabbed a towel. She found the two cats looking at the bird again on the floor in the kitchen, and threw the towel over the bird. She was able to scoop it up, and take it outside. It then flew up into a tree, as if nothing had happened. I felt like spiking my morning coffee with whiskey (but didn't).
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