On a lighter note, I found a pile of feathers this morning in the porch when our two little darlings had been out for their early morning run, but no body. Then a few minutes ago Kath went out and then came back in to say she'd found a mangled bird at the end of the path by the gate. "It's too mangled to rescue but I really have to go to Mass,
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