My old cat brought down a female blackbird, and brought it in in her mouth…she plopped it down in front of me looking very pleased with her sacrificial offering to her God of Thunder…(that’s the name I go by with all the local cats)…next thing the fucker does a loop the loop from a lying position and is fluttering and jumping all over the living room….must have been playing possum, but this was the Bruce Lee of blackbirds..anyway a Benny Hill style chase ensues with me, the cat and ma two year old toddling and squealing with delight…the bugger goes to ground behind the sideboard giving me evils, the blackbird I mean not the toddler…Eventually i got a hold of it and got it in a shoe box, then plonked the open box on the lawn and waited….I thought it may be dying of shock…i know i was panting….but all of a sudden she gave a wee shrug of the feathers, and took flight…to the sound of the closing bars of the theme to ‘The Incredible Journey’! Ha!! I swear to God it sat on the branch of a tree overlooking the garden for the next two hours singing her wee heart out…it could have been a song of joy at her near death experience, or a thank-you aria for ma part in her resurrection…but personally i think it was up there taking the piss out the cat…