Birds and a Cat

 

The birds were singing.

It was a pleasant song, full of joy at the brilliant morning just waking around them. Gentle light was steadily growing with each passing moment, and more birds joined the chorus as they fluttered about their morning routines.

From the other side of a window, a cat sat, staring longingly at each bird that passed by. The cat couldn't get outside, but gave a chattering as she watched the birds she could never catch.

It was a good day to be a bird.

Not such a pleasant day for the cat, though.