~Jufroya

Tonight I was scared out of my wits by a cat. Just before 2 am, I heard a noise of a hurt bird tapping against my window. I felt pity for this unfortune bird and thought of going outside to get it. Though i am not completely sure, what i could do with it. So I look out the window starring at this poor bird thinking about it's fate. All of a sudden out of no where, one of the many somewhat wild barn cats that has inherit this as there place. He grabbed the small black bird in his mouth. Dead! It fate is far worst then I imaged. I felt a tinge of fear at the sudden movements of the cat. What could one do but feel bad for not acting sooner? The Circle of Life, the cat eats the bird because this is the way it is. All of our destiny's is death, one can hope for it to be later rather then sooner. The poor dear bird!