Putting my Feet In The Dirt Writing #2 : Delights and Deliciousness

Once I pulled a bird- I think it was a sparrow, out of my cat’s mouth.

I had seen Blitzer leap out of my Cherry Tree and snatch the bird midflight out of the air and I watched them land on the ground, they were almost at my feet.

Blitzer looked up at me, his eyes were almost closed, he was purring so loud his body shook and his tail was swooshing from side to side, gently in the grass.

I reached down and pushed gently on either side of Blitzer’s jaws and he opened his mouth and the bird flew away.

We both watched it escape-because Blitzer’s eyes were wide open, mine certainly were.

I think the sky was blue that day and it was full of screaming crows.

Then Blitzer got up, rubbed his head against my calf and then he curled his tail around my ankle in a gesture my Son’s used to call a ” tail kiss ” and sauntered off into my herb garden…

where no doubt, he waited for another sparrow to fly by and this time I wouldn’t be there to coax his mouth open to free it and spoil his fun.

On the other hand, I guessed then and I’m sure now that I didn’t spoil all of Blitzer fun because it wasn’t the eating part of pulling down small animals that Blitzer found satisfying and delicious

It was the hunt that he found delightful.