It's a Jungle out There

I found out today that I'm not the only one entranced by the hummingbirds each morning.  I sit with a mug of mango scented green tea on the balcony below a huge Moringa  tree and watch as perhaps a dozen Antillean Crested Hummingbirds zip from flower to flower. My landlord's house cat, Snowball, likes hummers, too!  As though trying to blend in with the white flowers, she squats like a sphinx at the fork in the tree,  ready, watching the show. Not once does she try to swipe at the little critters that seem to hover and taunt just within reach.  

Perhaps she knows, that like Tweety bird, they will outmaneuver her 

again and again. The hummers outmaneuver me, too.  The above jpg is the first shot I've got where you can actually see the teeny bird at about 1 o'clock.  Snowball  sits lower at in the tree, hiding behind some palm fronds and clearly doesn't like having her  picture taken.