I Buried It Deep.

"meow, meow, meow, meow, meowww"

"What is it!?"

"meeeeeeooooorrrrrwwww"

"What!?"

"... meeeeooooooooooooooo-"

"Gaaaahh!"

So my cats had brought a dead bird inside, and hidden it under the clothes rack, so i didn't actually know it was in here for like 5-10 mins. They were both meowing and meowing and i had no idea why.

It had been totally murdered. Like, feathers falling out and skin ripped off and everything. I think Tiger had a bite...

Well, i put on a rubber glove and took it outside, and i buried it in the backyard. :)

I just have to remember to tell my Mum where it is, so she doesn't end up finding a zombie bird next time she's gardening.

love