Friday text-only cat-blogging

The Freeloader moved in some time in early February. Last night, he captured a juvenile bird, his second time in the last couple of weeks, and I caught him munching birdie bits on the back patio. He later came in and ralphed up pinfeathers on the floor.

This has to be a record. He has never done anything in the house before, and went for four months until finally spitting up on the carpet.