Saturday, October 6, 2012

The Feather

At some time, somewhere, an unfortunate parrot had it's life extinguished by a sly and rather grumpy black and white cat.  The said cat promptly delivered a few chosen pieces of the prey to it's keeper (some would say a lovely gift, I think perhaps the cat thought its keeper was obviously incapable of feeding herself and required someone to make the effort).

A bowerbird of sorts, the keeper tucked the blue and black feather in a gap in her car's interior.

Years later, the rather grumpy black and white cat had his life extinguished by an unforgiving vehicle.

The feather remains, sometimes fluttering in the breeze of a wound down window on a hot summers day, a reminder of the rather grumpy, and much adored, black and white cat.

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