Just taking advantage of the beautiful natural light in our bedroom.

We were woken this morning at 6am by crashing, thumping and the sound of stuff getting knocked over.

The cat had brought a magpie into the house and it was flapping and banging into the window in J's room in a panicky attempt to escape.

I can't bear flappy things (I like birds) and was too scared to go anywhere near it to open the window. K did it which I was amazed at as he's a wee bit sceary around any animal. The poor thing kept missing the open window but did eventually make it out unhurt. J's room on the other hand was left in a complete mess with toys and things strewn all over the floor. The window sill and an orange monkey were covered in shit.

The cat was rolling about at the top of the stairs looking very pleased with himself.