Kitchen sink dramas 4

Recording the dawn chorus this morning reminded me of a more cacophonous chorus two years ago that was so loud I heard the racket from my study on the other side of the house and grabbed my camcorder to investigate. I found Woozle, the more adventurous of the two black cats that lived next door at the time, being driven down from the sycamore tree in my neighbours' garden by a pair of angry and very noisy crows, intent on protecting their nest from his evil intentions. The footage is rather shaky, but at least captures a little of the drama.