Thursday, June 18, 2009

The one that got away...

It's been looking like the west coast in these parts with all the rain. YUCK! I got Mom out in it at 5:30 this morning. When she let me out later, she noticed I was sniffing hard around her hydrangea bushes but thought a rabbit had been through there. Clearly, she does NOT have my sense of smell because there was something there--a bird. A rather large bird for that matter. Never one to hesitate, with one most cat-like pounce, I caught it!

Unfortunately, it managed to get out of my jaws and hide between the fence and the porch and Mom grabbed my collar and picked me up and put me inside (I was not having any of the going inside thing). Anyway, I sat down in front of the porch door and bayed for over half an hour to no avail. When we went back out later, the bird was gone and Mom's shrubs looked quite beaten up after all the action.

3 comments:

Bentley said...

Wow Marmalade! You are a bird dog too?!?

You are indeed so much more than just a scent hound. You are a multi-hound, in fact. :)

Ilonka said...

She is definitely a multi-hound (perhaps omni-hound works too)... She almost dragged me into two feet of mud on the way to the metro station this morning after she saw some ducks... I managed to pull her back just in time and she bayed so loud that everyone went to the windows to see what the racket was. All is these are signs that her health is improving. She's gained 9 lbs since the end of April...

Wimsey said...

Ah Marmie, the only good bird is one in your food dish, preferably caught by your humans and pre-cooked. But I must say that dragging your human to catch some ducks sound like something I would do. Congratulations.

Wimsey