When I went out to get the paper this morning, I saw my cat in the yard surrounded by what looked like a shredded roll of toilet paper. It was a bird. Or what was left of a bird. And three feet away was another dead bird. Apparently, my cat – Pablo – reads this blog and decided to take a stand. I know cats will be cats … but it’s still kind of sad when I see him with a dead animal … even if it is a bird.