Something peculiar was going TWEET, TWEET TWEET outside a few minutes ago, so as long as I was sitting here with the internets at my fingertips, I decided to google around to see if I couldn't match the call up to a .wav file with a label; however, I remain unenlightened, because as soon as Snip heard the first sample, she came running in from the other room all wild-eyed and ready to pounce on whatever had magically ended up on her side of the screen for a change, and this got me laughing so hard that the bird apparently heard me and took off. (For the record, it was most likely a cardinal who had managed to crank himself up to eleven, as best as I could really tell.)

Snip is a mighty hunter, but sometimes she's too mighty for her own good.
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