The Sun, Wine and A Cat

A giant bird appeared at the end of the street. In truth, everyone already knows it's not a bird at all but a monstrous metal thing, immense beyond measure and ear-splittingly loud. But this wasn't the worst part of this catastrophe. Today, they were going to trim the trees on our street."They've finished all their strange and endless tasks," I thought bitterly. "Now they come to launch this marvelous project called 'ruining life in the trees for the birds and all the crawling things.'" A s...