Starling and Grub

Lazily lounging on the floor in the sun with Rusty my cat this afternoon.

The back door window allowed us to watch a starling hunt for grubs in the lawn.

The starling got a grub.

Rusty got a thorough rubdown.

I got a my blip.

All without moving from the comfort of a warm pool of sunlight.

Life is good.

(Except from the grub's perspective, of course that's a whole other story.)