Bad Luck For My Local Birdies
For those who haven’t met her yet, this is Brit. She and her brother are a pair of puppies that I rescued from the Tri-County Animal Shelter in Hughesville, MD. She tries to be a good dog, and generally speaking she succeeds. This morning, however, was not a good morning for us.
It’s my fault, really. I taught her how to play fetch, and she’s a beagle mix, so she has a natural hunting instinct. I had assumed (incorrectly) that life in suburbia would prevent her from turning into the great white hunter. Aside from the occasional errant squirrel, there’s not much to hunt for.
I had not taken into consideration that birds, apparently, were fair game as well. My neighbors have a bird bath and feeder, so I get birds swooping through my yard to reach the birdie oasis next door. As of today, they may need to re-think their flight plans. Brit somehow managed to catch a low flying bird this morning and dumped it in the house like some sort of spoils of war. The mangled mess of feathers I found waiting for me this morning was disgusting, and there she is, strutting around the house like she had just saved us all from a hideous intruder.
So now I have a dog that is not only mildly neurotic, but also madly proud of her obvious hunting prowess. Me? I get to clean up the feathers and blood.
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