Upon gaining the upstairs she rocketed into the bedroom/garden/cat perch window but quieter this time. I went to the kitchen window to see what was of interest to the cat. To my not very surprise there was a chattering of starlings gleening my backyard, gleening that is until a dreaded fox squirrel came bounding into yard startling them into a murmuration.
I do so love collective nouns.
With the starlings gone both cats went back to sleep. Next up the cleaning lady! They follow her around (even when she is vacuuming) as she is the magic discoverer of lost toys.
