Re: gifts from my furry girls.

I think it was a combined effort that resulted in some bird feathers (not many) in the living room.

What was the stupid bird doing out after dark?

Pogo was just insde the living room when the girls were "playing" on the porch. He looked at me, realized he had no place to go, then seemed to realize that I have never chased him or spoken in anything but soothing tones.

And he knows who pours out the cat kibble.

(I really hope Pogo is a he.)