I live in the white bread city of Oshawa, Ontario, better known as the 'shwa, where I'm loving life as a newlywed and the chaos of our lives that includes two big dogs (borzoi) and two overly affectionate cats in a tiny 1940s house we're trying to whip into shape.
Out of nowhere the other day a huge flock of starlings decended on our front lawn like crazy; I'd never seen anything like it. I snapped these out our front window while the cats chattered from the window sil.
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Are your cats sold on Hitchcock now?
The cats' eyes were as big as saucers, and even after the birds flew off they diligently sat in the window chattering just in case they came back.
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