Soulmate

Tigger caught a bird today.

He brought it upstairs with it's legs and tail sticking out of his mouth. I shooed him outside where he ducked under the conifer-like tree and guarded his catch until he was sure we weren't going to take it off him. It's only nature doing what it does of course, but it was kinda heartbreaking when this guy showed up. He landed on the iron gate tweeted manically at Tigger and then flew to the fence, did the same and then to the neighbours washing line, then to a tree. He flew a circle around Tigger, stopping where he could to perch and squawk as what I can only assume was his mate was eaten in front of him.

Circle of life, I guess.