This evening I was carrying my washing indoors when all hell broke loose, my songthrush pair were flying around making one helluva racket, one even landed on my shoulder screeching frantically before flying off again. I saw that they were dive bombing the cat from across the road that had caught one of the little ones. Needless to say, the washing went on the ground and I went after the cat, yelling at it to leave it and to my surprise it did, the little one took refuge under my car and I took the cat back to it's owner. Back home I looked under my car but it had gone, a peep round the corner found it sat near the ground with mum up above it, was just about to go in home when the cat jumped back over the gate, off I went with it again, this time I decided to sit on my doorstep in case it dared to try AGAIN!! I sat there for one and a half hours til little one was back safely with mum and dad. Here is the little one looking ok, fingers crossed. Luckily the cat had only just caught it! What a night!!
