A Prize Fight

For today's entertainment I respectfully submit:

In this corner we have Daizy. She's a JenDay Conure. She weighs less then a pound. She has to be carried around because her wings are clipped and can't fly.


Main weapons: her beak and speed.



In this corner we have Sabrina. She a 28 pound domestic cat. She's so fat she waddles. She has no front claws and she bites.

Main weapons: her teeth and mass.



Round 1: Daizy is sitting on her cage keeping a weary eye out for the cats. Sabrina is sitting on the floor looking at this curious pest that is loud. She moves in for a closer sniff. Daizy defends her territory with a quick nip, getting a mouth full of hair. Sabrina is moved off the coffee table. (Note I said moved off not left.)

Round 2: Daizy is now on the floor wandering around. Sabrina comes in from the hall way, Daizy puffs up and begins to chase her off. Sabrina quickly waddles around the coffee table to get away.

Round 3: Sabrina looks around the coffee table, no bird. She starts towards the living room. Daizy comes charging around from the other side and Sabrina takes off to the front door. She's had enough.

I've looked up the sleeve cap information. I'll be ripping back for the last time. Now it's math time.

2 comments:

Lovs2Knit said...

To funny! Nothing better then a tiny bird chasing a big cat. :~)

Amy Lane said...

hee hee hee--poor Sabrina--she knows that a waddling cat is an easy target!