He might be thirteen, he might have cancer, he might be on his death-bed and he might have just thrown up his breakfast, but he will be a hunter until the bitter end.
He just got a magpie on our balcony!!!
I had to pick him up, bird in mouth, take him back out on the balcony and holding on to the back of his neck give him a little shake until he let go of it!!!
It flew off as fast as it could, it all happened so fast I can hardly believe it did happen.
Those cheeky birds - what are they doing on our balcony, they know he lives here.