I hope I don’t need to explain that I did not share Not Cat’s hope of catching the blackbird. It knew full well he was there. Then a bluetit landed on a higher branch, so I guess neither rated his chances. I just hope it stays that way..
No birds, but at Mother’s flat last year he caught shrews and a frog. He also caught lots of grasshoppers. Here, he established himself as the Mighty Fly catcher, and he had a worm the other day. He may have had mice that I’ve not seen. He is desperate to catch a bird. There’s a little wagtail that is on the street most mornings. He really attracts Not Cat’s attention!
What a great capture, Isobel. The large-size view really shows the hopes of both very clearly, unmistakeably.
Thanks for sharing. Hope all worked out well in the end 🙂
I enlarged it too and I think it is a terrific shot and a good post for the theme of hope.
Oh to sink his teeth in a tasty little morsel and have a mouth full of feathers. Quite the hunter.
So far his technique is to rush at birds. He has not mastered stalking. So long as that continues, the birds have a good chance. But he has also learned to conceal himself I hides, which will not be good for the birds. I don’t want him to catch any.
Has Not Cat caught any prey yet?
No birds, but at Mother’s flat last year he caught shrews and a frog. He also caught lots of grasshoppers. Here, he established himself as the Mighty Fly catcher, and he had a worm the other day. He may have had mice that I’ve not seen. He is desperate to catch a bird. There’s a little wagtail that is on the street most mornings. He really attracts Not Cat’s attention!
That little tree monkey is bound to catch something one of these days. He’s fearless….so far anyway!
Pam
I hope Not Cat can get down … scarey.
Nice pix though ~~~~ : – )
He’s not very high up really. The picture is too dark and I was too far away, but I do like the expression on his face.
I hope he doesn’t turn into a birder,although its nature, mousing would be much better!
Hope is such a tricky topic. Good showing of it!
What a great capture, Isobel. The large-size view really shows the hopes of both very clearly, unmistakeably.
Thanks for sharing. Hope all worked out well in the end 🙂
I live on the edge with my two – but I usually root for the birds to escape…
I enlarged it too and I think it is a terrific shot and a good post for the theme of hope.
Oh to sink his teeth in a tasty little morsel and have a mouth full of feathers. Quite the hunter.
Oh my, do you suppose there is any real basis for this hope? Love the title, it’s so fitting, and what a great photo!
So far his technique is to rush at birds. He has not mastered stalking. So long as that continues, the birds have a good chance. But he has also learned to conceal himself I hides, which will not be good for the birds. I don’t want him to catch any.
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Very funny! Thanks for the story behind the shot. And thanks for visiting my blog.
~Anne
Such a good pic, Isobel! 🙂
Those feathery little birds are hard to resist!
Cute!