As cold as it is this morning, Gracie was bugging me to go out on the porch.
As soon as I opened the door, Peter dashed out then came tearing back in with a bird in his mouth. (It must have been dead already.) He headed straight for my bedroom and ran under a chair. Have to admit I'm a total wimp when it comes to creepy crawly or dead things, so I called my downstairs neighbor for help. When Peter heard her coming he abandoned the bird and she was able to dispose of it.
He brings me bugs all the time during the summer months, but this was the first bird. Of course, I praised my boy for his efforts, but I could have done without this "gift."
As soon as I opened the door, Peter dashed out then came tearing back in with a bird in his mouth. (It must have been dead already.) He headed straight for my bedroom and ran under a chair. Have to admit I'm a total wimp when it comes to creepy crawly or dead things, so I called my downstairs neighbor for help. When Peter heard her coming he abandoned the bird and she was able to dispose of it.
He brings me bugs all the time during the summer months, but this was the first bird. Of course, I praised my boy for his efforts, but I could have done without this "gift."