His eye is on the sparrow / Sus ojos están en el gorrión

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Dudo and I were hanging out in the hall yesterday morning. As usual, I sat on the stairs (which keeps the cats from going up or down) while he explored. Suddenly there was a loud commotion and Dudo came racing back to my side. I then realized the commotion was the frantic fluttering of a sparrow. Dudo surprised me by not taking chase. He looked panicked. The hall is lined with nearly 30 windows. I quickly opened a few so the bird could escape. But while I did so, the bird flew somewhere upstairs — maybe to exit through the same window he had entered. Dudo ran back to the apartment door where Moose was waiting, also wide-eyed. They then both sat and stared before running inside. I followed.

A few minutes later, Dudo wanted to go out in the hall again. I obeyed. There was no sign of the sparrow. I sat on the stairs. Dudo sat on our door mat and would go no further. That’s the photo above of the great hunter.

Dudo y yo estábamos en el pasillo ayer por la mañana. Como de costumbre, me senté en las escaleras (lo que evita que los gatos suban o bajen) mientras él exploraba. De repente hubo una fuerte conmoción y Dudo volvió corriendo a mi lado. Entonces me di cuenta de que la conmoción era el aleteo frenético de un gorrión. Dudo me sorprendió al no perseguirlo. Parecía asustado. La sala está llena de casi 30 ventanas. Rápidamente abrí algunos para que el pájaro pudiera escapar. Pero mientras lo hacía, el pájaro voló hacia algún lugar arriba, tal vez para salir por la misma ventana por la que había entrado. Dudo corrió de regreso a la puerta del departamento donde Moose estaba esperando, también con los ojos muy abiertos. Luego ambos se sentaron y miraron fijamente antes de correr hacia adentro. Seguí.

Unos minutos más tarde, Dudo quiso volver a salir al pasillo. Yo obedecí. No había señales del gorrión. Me senté en las escaleras. Dudo se sentó en el felpudo de nuestra puerta y no quiso ir más lejos. Esa es la foto de arriba del gran cazador.

• Tuesday’s sunrise.
• Amanecer de martes.
• Moose at sunrise.
• Moose al amanecer.

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Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla and then Fuengirola, Spain. And now Córdoba.

40 thoughts on “His eye is on the sparrow / Sus ojos están en el gorrión”

  1. Flighted birds can be scary, but I have gotten use to them. Maybe he watched “The Birds” as a kitten.

    1. David:
      He used to go after birds on the terrace before we had the glass curtain. He caught one once. But he’d never seen when making that kind of racket and moving faster than he does. I wonder what he would think of The Birds.

  2. I hope Moose was serenading you with some Maria Callas? Also Moose has what I call a perfect “egging” position, in that second photo. But Dudo….that is one wiley, intent stare he has!!!

    1. Mistress Borghese:
      I had never heard the term “egging position” but I immediately knew what you meant. Moose does that all the time, Dudo rarely. Dudo has some very judgmental expressions, too.

  3. Cats sometimes seem so confused about the urge to hunt and kill. It’s like they know they should but really? Do they want to?

    1. Anon:
      The bird’s flapping and fluttering was noisy and insanely frenetic. Dudo likes his prey calm.

  4. So funny when the prey comes right at the mighty hunter who starts to find good reasons not to go there after all. My two brave cats would hide behind me if a little toad got into the house. Boud.

    1. Boud:
      One of our California cats, Dobie, (an indoor cat unless we took him outside) sat in our garden under one of the hummingbird feeders. There were about a half dozen hummingbirds and he had never seen them so close. He squatted beneath the feeder and stared. One hummingbird zoomed down and hovered within a few inches of his face to get a closer look. Dobie crawled on his belly all the way around the pool and then through about 30 feet of hedge. He raced inside still on his belly, and he never went near the hummingbird feeders again. If he saw a hummingbird nearby, he looked the other way.

  5. I always enjoy your photos of your cats. I have never had a cat in my life because I am SO allergic to them. My parents got me a cat when I was about a year old. Within an hour I was wheezing and having trouble breathing. Whenever I go to someone’s house, I can always tell if they have a cat as my eyes start to water and itch. So I get my exposure to cats through your blog!

    1. Debra:
      We regularly wish Moose would get on our laps, but he’s such a love muffin, that we realize if he ever DID get on our laps he would never leave As it is, he wants us on the floor with him, on the bed next to him, in the kitchen while he eats.

      1. Steve:
        I loved Ethel Waters, although the song is a bit too religious for me, which is why I didn’t include a video here.

  6. I just love how Dudo spreads out when asleep like he hasn’t got a care in the world! Who knew that he and Moose are such scaredy-cats though? LOL!

    1. Tundra Bunny:
      They’re a couple of cowards who like to act tough. And, yes, they both spread out showing how secure they feel. It’s heartwarming.

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