Now, I like birds as much as the next person. Truly I do. But I swear the gene pool for our birds must be getting really small — all the stupid ones seem to roost in our back yard.

On numerous occasions in the last few months I’ve seen birds either on top of, inside, or flying into the boys’ kennel. I mean, hello!, two strapping big cats like to hang out there. Two strapping big cats that can take down a bird.

Once I actually saw three of them in there . . .

Today I chased away the one that was inside when Simba decided to go into the kennel, and for some reason seemed to think it was okay to stay inside when a fourteen pound cat ambles into your cage.

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