Reminds me of the time I came home with my girlfriend from a job interview that went really well. When we opened the door to the apartment, my girlfriend gasped and dropped everything she had.

A little back story, we owned two budgie birds Azan was a Blue female who we had gotten in Newfoundland a year before and Chip, a green and yellow budgie we had gotten last semester. The two birds were inseparable, they'd sing together, clean each others' feathers and fly together.

They would glide around and land on our shoulders and be cool like birds are. Get them in front of a mirror and they'd be there for hours.

Fast forward a month or so and we adopted Charmander! He's as awesome as any cool tabby chat could be. Purrs ever so softly when you rub his tummy and loves it when you play with his ears.

I guess by accident I had left our room door slightly ajar. We usually lock the birds in our room and the cat in the living room. When we arrived home after that interview, feathers everywhere. Shannon and I were too afraid to look down the hall to see what had happened. I peered around the corner and saw a tiny lump on the ground. We had put the cat in the bathroom before.. anything else could happen. I went over to the tiny lump and saw two pieces; Chip's upper body and his legs not too far away from him.

Shannon and I were shaken up and still looking for Azan but we couldn't find her. We were still afraid to look under the couches and inside the closets. I went back to put Chip into a Beer Box which is ironic because both him and Azan came home in a beer box.

That's when I noticed the feathers on the legs next to Chip's body were not the same colour as him.

Anyways, we buried both Azan and Chip in the ground under a nice shady area of Trees in the outside yard of our Apartment building. It's a nice little area as there are a lot of other birds hangin' around the same spot.

Charmander on the other hand... we still love him all the same! He's changed a bit since his hunt, he seems more outgoing and confident. Before that day, he was a shy cat but I guess this is his Right to Passage or some shit like that. He's sleeping on his couch not too far from me..

C'est la vie... Cat's eat birds just like I eat noobs.

tl;dr - Gif reminds me of my experience owning a bad ass cat and Two Loving Birds.