On one of our outside adventures, Lorelai saw a pigeon perched in a tree.
It’s kind of hard to see, so I’ve marked it in this photo.
Rory was so intent on hunting it.
(Here it is marked again)
You could see her brain working out how to catch that fat bird.
The pigeon was hard to see up in the branches, but Rory never lost her focus.
At one point, I thought she was going to give up.
The pigeon was still watching her, though.
But suddenly, Rory climbed even higher in the tree!
She was actually as high up in the tree as the pigeon!
I think her idea was to get higher than the pigeon, and then drop down on it.
I couldn’t believe how high Rory climbed!
She really wanted to get that pigeon. I honestly don’t know why the pigeon stayed there so long. Maybe it was curious about the small predator.
I think this may be the closest Rory’s ever gotten to a bird. Impressive.
When we were outside with the Kittens a while back, they found a bumblebee.
Izaak seemed more interested in it than Lorelai was, at first.
They were adorable, studying the little insect. Zak went so far as to pat it with his paw, but luckily neither cat got stung.
When it didn’t move, Zak got a little bored, but Rory knew it had potential and studied it intently.
Finally: the big payoff! The bee started to fly!
Rory is incredibly agile and athletic when she is chasing a bug. She actually catches flies (and eats them) in the apartment without knocking over anything.
Here’s a video of Zak, Rory and the Bee.
Later that day, Rory went to the area behind our apartment…I could tell because the birds were going crazy with their “Cat!” warning cries. It was really loud…I took video, but I don’t know if you can hear them. I worry about the bigger birds dive-bombing her; when I was a kid we had outdoor cats (not my idea), and one got a massive abscess on his head from either a scrub jay or a mockingbird. Rory’s only 2½ kg, our smallest cat, and your average crow weighs around half a kilo…but they have force and gravity on their side. One peck from a crow or jackdaw’s bill could do some serious damage.
That being said…Rory really wants to catch a bird someday.
We’re trying to teach Alfred to go outside with us offleash…but in the meantime, sometimes he joins us via the balcony. Here he is complaining about being left out.
Lorelai envisions herself a mighty bird hunter. Whenever she sees one, she chatters and starts to stalk it. I have even seen her run after a low-flying jackdaw or pigeon, eyes locked on the feathered prize.
When she sees one up a tree, she stares up at it.
I am not sure what she thinks is going to happen.
Maybe she’s hoping it will just fall off its branch and into her waiting claws..?
We have a really cool little suction-cup birdfeeder on our living room window. We got it to help the birds have food in winter, but the birds actually eat more during the spring and summer than they do when there’s snow on the ground.
We also got it to entertain the cats.
Which it does. Everyone loves watching the birds come to eat.
We get Blue Tits, Great Tits, and House Sparrows. The tits are a lot of fun to watch.
Sometimes, they go inside the ball to eat!
The sparrows are more aggressive and pushy. Which makes sense, when you think about it; after all, you never see the tits hopping around outdoor cafés stealing leftovers. I mean, there are five of them trying to eat at the same time in this photo!
We rarely see the tits and the sparrows eating at the same time.
I put fat balls into the feeder because it’s hard to pour seeds in there. The fat balls are hard, and when the birds come to eat, they peck at the balls which makes a thumping noise on the window. It’s loud enough to wake a sleeping cat.
…And yet, so far…
Even though we got the feeder for the birds and the cats, it is a lot fun for us, too.
This incredible shot featured by National Geographic was taken by Rie Komoto of what happened when her Aby variant*, Meelo, saw a sparrow hit a window.
Thanks to Helen Warn of the Facebook Abyssinian Cat Club for this link!
*Meelo is an Aby variant because he carries the longhair gene. One of his parents was a Somali.
This cartoon is based on a true story, told by Higgs Plexus on the Facebook Abyssinian Cat Club group. There weren’t any photos of what happened, so I thought I’d illustrate it. If you didn’t see the earlier installments, be sure to read part 1 and part 2 of this series.
Another member of the group commented on this post, saying that if her Abys find a puddle of water on the floor before she does, they will pull paper towels off the roll and place them on top of the spill. Abyssinians are just amazing cats.
(Click cartoon to embiggen, or you can view all cartoons in Slideshow mode on Flickr.)