On the subject of native and non-native birdsongs, incidentally

[conuly]

I was playing some on my computer the other day as part of my seasonal attempt to learn to recognize at least ONE new bird per year. The boy-cat perked up and looked around when I played the song of a bird that's local to us, but ignored it when I played the song of a European bird. Not sure if he's very smart and recognized that the song wasn't from an actual bird or not-so-smart and only responds when he recognizes the bird. More testing is necessary.

He's getting smarter, though. The other day he brought a still-live mouse into the house and carefully trotted to the newly-cleaned closet before dropping it down. Clearly he worked out that this enclosed location offered fewer opportunities for little escapees to, well, escape. Good thing he's still smaller than people.

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[elenbarathi.livejournal.com]

Haha, our kitty Misty (years ago) was a great mouser, and she'd take the mice she caught into the bathtub to play with.