OK, I know this isn't a cat story but I just had to share it with you. I put a fat ball out for the birds this morning and ten minutes later I was looking out of the kitchen window when i saw a squirrel who comes into our garden after the peanuts in the bird feeder (I call him/her Sparky) come running across the lawn, grab the fatball and take off with it only to drop it about 10 feet further on. Two minutes later there's a magpie pecking at the fat ball when back comes Sparky and chases the magpie off, grabbed the fatball again and disappeared behind the summer house with it. Another five monutes later Sparky is back chasing all the blackbirds eating the bread I put out and generally acting daft running up and down trees and bouncing about the garden like a rubber ball. And I thought squirrels were supposed to hibernate. Incidentally, Lucy never goes out and Sweetie, my blind cat, only goes out under supervision so the birds aren't at risk when I feed them. I was having hysterics this morning at the antics.