20th June 2011
I watch Laika from the window stalking sparrows. Birds can be pretty stupid, I read that the cat moves its tail when it’s closing in on its prey, because the bird fixates on the part of the cat moving the most and thinks it still has a few more precious moments to feed before it needs to escape. If it takes to the air a split second too late it’s curtains for the bird. But these birds are smarter and always get their timing exactly right, so eventually Laika gives up and comes home, but then gives me a nasty scratch with her claws when I try to pick her up. Some kind of quota of suffering inflicted on another living creature has been achieved after all.