It was just a day like any other day. Hubby and I had carpooled to work. We got out of our car and walked up the porch steps and saw this lovely view. Our cat, P-rudy, sitting on the hay barrel contented and sleepy.

Sure she was contented and sleepy. She had just eaten a tufted titmouse and left the remains on the kitchen rug!

Ah the pleasures of farm living. And I begged for that cat door.

Just in case you don't know what a tufted titmouse is.
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