It’s always lovely to see some birds in the garden. Since we have two adorable cats, birdlife here is not as prevalent as we would like, so when we do see some, it’s very pleasant. Sometimes there are even beautiful rosellas up in the trees.
If the cats injure a bird, we are very unhappy with them. However, mice are a different story, and we praise them for being good mousers. I wonder, since the hunting gene is innate, whether they get confused with our mixed messages?