The Blue Finch

S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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The Blue Finch I find a shrew scary a dragonfly beautiful, artistic, and elegant a moth annoying before you know there are small holes in your clothes a butterfly is graceful and beautiful I have the feeling that Luna comes to visit us daily she considers our garden her hunting ground Too bad she's after them will she have brought the shrews out of the forest? everything else can be found in our garden cats are small predators they kill insects and other small flying creatures the very last time, she brought me a blue finch, her teeth in the sweet bird, still half alive, but the little singer could no longer fly, at this point, I really do not like Luna our own black cat Panther long dead, never killed anything Luna also battered and tortured this blue finch until it died, really terrible! I am certainly not happy about this last 'killing'. ©Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved 21 November 2023

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