He's up to something

Whisky watched this corner all evening while F and I enjoyed an evening in the garden playing Scrabble. The cat was definitely up to something. This morning he brought in a baby sparrow; the same one that he found the previous evening and I rescued. Obviously the chick hadn't found a safe place to hide from this fiend. So I picked up the still unscathed sparrow chick and placed him in the apple tree where Whisky cannot reach. The poor chick almost fell asleep in my hands. I would have stayed to see him through the day, but work beckoned. He wasn't where I left him when I returned from work, so I hope he made it.

Grrrrrr.