I don't understand what all the fuss is about? It's just a baby bird! Why didn't Miss M. and Mr. K let me eat it? They keep putting out those bird houses and feeding the finches and then wonder why I go after them? So what if one of the babies was learning to fly and happened to end up on the porch right next to my food bowl? I figure that's a lot less work for me!

Earl Grey and his brother, No Good Grey, as Miss M. calls him, were by this morning again. They know exactly what time I am being fed in the morning and the evening. But Miss M. has caught on and sits out on the porch with me while I eat so they can't gang up on me and take all of my dinner! You should see her grab the broom and go after them. If I didn't know her better, I would say she has a somewhat crazy look in her eye!

Did you hear about the 40 pound racoon she caught at 4am in the garbage cans? She thought it was homeless dogs. Didn't she see how my tail was fuffed and my fur was on end? Boy, you should have seen her face when she found that massive beast of a racoon in the garbage eating her scones! Now that was a sight! Miss M. chasing that fat thing all the way down the alley in her pajamas and slippers. And you know what? He never came back! He knows crazy when he sees it!

Well, it's time for me to take my morning siesta! Being a tea room novelty can take alot out of you!

Lily, The Porch Kitty