Birds in the genus Turdus totally deserve the name. They’re like:
“Look! Cat food! Yummy!”
“Why are there cats here? FLY AWAY!”
“Why is the air solid? Perhaps if I hit it over and over I’ll fly past it!”
Every single time this happened I managed to save the turd (they should be glad one of my cats is senile and the other overweight), but then the laundry room is full of turd turds and feathers and my cats spend hours looking for the missing bird.
(inb4 yes, “thrush”. Fuck it, I’m still calling them “turds”. Turdus rufiventris, aka rust-bellied turds.)
Birds in the genus Turdus totally deserve the name. They’re like:
Every single time this happened I managed to save the turd (they should be glad one of my cats is senile and the other overweight), but then the laundry room is full of turd turds and feathers and my cats spend hours looking for the missing bird.
(inb4 yes, “thrush”. Fuck it, I’m still calling them “turds”. Turdus rufiventris, aka rust-bellied turds.)