Charlie's just been cuddled up with me on the sofa. He left me and wandered into the kitchen where he suddenly began barking, snarling and WHINING

. As I jumped up to investigate, Harley bolted past the door, from the kitchen and shot upstairs

. Charlie was still whining and crying so I expected one of the cats had taken a pop at him, but no......

Harley had MURDERED Charlie's eagle.
Charlie now back on the sofa sulking. Harley's popped in three times and runs back upstairs as Charlie growls at him on sight. Harley now decided to stay on landing and outta trouble

They'll be friends again but for now, don't think Charlie's talking to him
