“Good morning! This bright sun has turned my kitten pupils into teeny slits.”
Deputy Security Chief Betty reports, “It snowed at least 3” overnight, but the snowplow came before breakfast.”
The sun feels pretty good today, even though we need “sun-blinkers!”
And, “Your caretakers have been feeding the chickens inside the coop for days, now. Could you please ask them to toss their leftovers out on the snow?”
Don’t worry, sparrows. I’m on it! 🐴
In the meantime, you could always go see what the cats are eating. . .
Never mind—they might say, “We’re eating sparrows!” 🐴