Once again, my mistress has seriously underestimated my prowess as a hunter.
Just because I’ve never actually deposited a bird carcass at her feet does NOT mean that I am incapable of catching the twittering things!
However, she has recently installed an entire flock of imitation crows among the branches of a small tree she keeps captive in the living room. I assume she expects me to practice my skills on these?
Hopefully in the morning, when she finds every last one of these feathered fakes demolished, she will learn to regard my abilities in this matter with the proper respect!