poor baby bird died today.

earlier today i saw a big ol kitty walking across the yard heading toward the back fence.  i paused, put the blinds all the way up and watched that sleek pretty black cat taking his time to leave. 

then later i went out to water plants on the back patio.......there was a flurry of feathers in several places.  i felt sick with fear.....but no body.  i lifted the tree limbs on the back patio christmas tree and there were lots of feathers and the soft sweet down of that new baby dove.  i cried.

i cleaned up the feathers as best as i could and sang a song to the mother bird.........if i had a chain saw i would have cut that tree down right then.  just beyond the sorrow was a deep pit of anger.  it's the law of nature, and yet........that poor sweet baby dove.  rest in peace little bird.  rest in peace.

so sadding.  poor little bird.........just a wee tiny thing.