I set a bird feeder up in front of the big picture window in the living room for Sydney. The other day, she was sitting so still, I though she had fallen asleep.
Nope. She was crouched down, staring down the birdies that were infringing on her front lawn.
Last night, the front door was open (the screen door was shut) and Syd suddenly began freaking out - growling, hissing & hair all fluffed up. (I didn't realize she had that much hair.) I looked out and there was this big orange tabby neighbor-cat, a tom, who had decided to use the step as his 'bathtub'. That did not sit well with the mistress of the house.
She was awful cute though, a fluffy furball running around trying to 'protect' her house & staff.