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Either the Crows or the Cats

Updated: Apr 16, 2020

I was locking up, leaving for dinner when I heard a commotion somewhere from among the treetops in the carpark.


I looked up and saw a huge flock of our resident crows circling and squawking.





Then a cat jumped down from one of the branches with a light coloured piece of material in its mouth.


A family walking passed stopped and stared at the cat as it dashed under a parked taxi.

I hurried over and asked the family if they identified the thing that was in the cat's mouth, and they said they think that it was a pigeon but they sounded uncertain.


I continued towards the hiding cat, knowing in my heart that we don't have light coloured resident pigeons here.


I hissed at the cat and looked under the taxi as the cat ran away.


My heart stopped.


I grabbed the body of the cockatiel.


I ran towards the clinic and absentmindedly repeated to the staring family: