The back window draws the cats  for daily views.

The squirrels scampering up the bird feeder pole,

Shaking sunflower seed to the ground,

The finches, the cardinals, the blue jays, the pigeons,

So many birds to fly around.

Paused at the window, ready to pounce only if they could.

Their tails twitch, excited meows they do make.

Then they turn and chase each other,

More energy to run and shake.

Later curled up in a ball, cat napping in comfy place.