Good Morning Winnipeg!

It's November 2nd and the sun is shinning and the birds are singing.... well at least the birds were singing.  It's a lovely fall day, no snow and not even all that cold outside even though winter is looming and I'm prepared.  Because of the extra hour of sleep I was supposed to get due to turning clocks back to standard time, I was greeted by husband.  He just arrived home from the night shift with his hands full saying "BREAKFAST!"  He brought home breakfast, for the first time ever since I've known him.  How sweet, black coffee and everything.  But I'm tired... I didn't have a good sleep and was looking forward to that "extra hour".  Feeling guilty, I dragged my tired butt out of bed and joined him for breakfast. 

Now, for those of you who know my husband, you know he's chatty.  For those of you who don't, well he should have been named Cathy, for Chatty Cathy as his mouth usually never stops.  It's nice, most days. He's usually full of energy and he is 50X more a morning person than I am..... well than 98% of the morning people population.  Anyway......

I'm having my breakfast... he's roaming the house... and I hear the back door open and him talking to the cat he let out earlier. With that he starts to holler like a banshee!  I think my deaf neighbour may have even heard him.  What the devil is going on????  I asked him "What is the matter?" and all he said is "It has a tail, and it's in her mouth."

Ahhh..... the cat... Lucy has obviously brought him breakfast!  (Lucy is our cat, the gregarious hunter!)

Because Greg is screaming like a banshee Lucy is off and hiding, she doesn't know she did bad.... she just brought him a gift.  Giving Greg and few moments to calm down and Lucy a few minutes to calm down, I set aside my coffee and investigate.  Lucy has run into our bedroom, and there on my side of the bedroom, bedside the bed lay her "gift".  A bird.  Yup, she snatched one up, one less singing bird this morning. Poor thing.  Because I've cleaned up enough birds in my life with her, it was Greg's turn to pick up the gift.

Now I need more coffee.