The Day Robert the Cat Tried to Attack our Budgies
November 29th 2007 21:08
[COLOR=Purple]After we lost our ducks, my sister decided to get some budgerigars. We got a green and yellow one and a blue one.
One hot summer day my sister got bored and decided to take the cage containing the budgies outside. She thought it would be nice to give them some sunshine.
It didn’t take long for Robert, the cat who liked to hang around our garden, to appear. We never knew where Robert came from. She (yes, she was a queen) obviously had a home to go to as she was always in good condition – she never looked hungry or thirsty. Her long grey Persian fur was never matted or tangled.
Until we had Robert, my sister and I had never come into much contact with cats. We knew they were hunters as they liked to kill mice. Sure, we had heard stories about cats attacking birds but we thought they were fallacies.
Given all this, we watched as Robert came closer and closer to the budgie cage. We honestly thought nothing would happen. After all, the birds were inside the cage and we didn’t think they would hold much interest for Robert. But we were wrong. As soon as Robert came close enough to the cage, she lifted her paw and took a swipe at the cage. The budgies started cheeping. My sister shooed Robert away and spent the rest of the day keeping a very close watch on her feathered friends.
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One hot summer day my sister got bored and decided to take the cage containing the budgies outside. She thought it would be nice to give them some sunshine.
It didn’t take long for Robert, the cat who liked to hang around our garden, to appear. We never knew where Robert came from. She (yes, she was a queen) obviously had a home to go to as she was always in good condition – she never looked hungry or thirsty. Her long grey Persian fur was never matted or tangled.
Until we had Robert, my sister and I had never come into much contact with cats. We knew they were hunters as they liked to kill mice. Sure, we had heard stories about cats attacking birds but we thought they were fallacies.
Given all this, we watched as Robert came closer and closer to the budgie cage. We honestly thought nothing would happen. After all, the birds were inside the cage and we didn’t think they would hold much interest for Robert. But we were wrong. As soon as Robert came close enough to the cage, she lifted her paw and took a swipe at the cage. The budgies started cheeping. My sister shooed Robert away and spent the rest of the day keeping a very close watch on her feathered friends.
Photo by Gourdo 1. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
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Comment by Eva W.
Life in Germany
This was actually the reason why we had to get rid of our budgie when we got our cat.
At first we tried to make sure that the two creatures were never in the same room together, but the cat would still stare at the budgie through the windows and that made the poor bird really stressed.
One day, we let the cat into the living room where the budgie was in his cage (on a high stand), just to see what would happen. Not surprisingly, the cat circled the stand a few times and then suddenly jumped up and pounced on the cage, bringing everything crashing down to the floor. At this point we all agreed that the budgie had to be given away.
So, to put it simply:
PET CAT PET BIRD = DISASTER