Bird Watching

 Isn’t this the (bunny-eared) face of the sweetest, most innocent dog that ever did live???  HA!!

I don’t think I posted it on here yet, just on Facebook…but…Riley caught herself a bird a couple of weeks ago.  Yuck.  Forgive me if I’ve already told this story, but my memory isn’t the greatest, so I’ll just (not)enjoy telling it again.

I will say one good thing about my bird catcher here–she does listen to me.  I guess all those basic and advanced training classes were really worth it and have paid off!  I was outside with Riley in the backyard poop scooping and I had seen Riley running along the fence earlier chasing after birds (of course, I never thought she would actually catch herself one [actually, I should say “another one”]).  Anyway, I had my back to Riley and heard her run behind me, so I turned around and lo and behold, she had a bird in her mouth.  Disgusting.  I half yelled/half growled at her to “drop it” and then to “leave it” and she obeyed, so I was quite pleased.

I went over to where the bird was on the ground and saw that it was still breathing.  I was going to pick it up with our handy poop scooper and put it over on the “safe” side of the fence, but when I got near it with the poop scooper, it turned its head and looked up at me–thus, creeping me out!  I brought Riley inside and luckily my dad was just 5 minutes down the road, so I waited for him to come and deal with the bird.

When we went back out in the yard to get the bird, it was gone.  So I think it was just stunned and had flown off and we didn’t have to take care of it–hooray!  (Birds creep me out–always have, don’t know why).

This was on a Wednesday, so on the Friday right after that when I went out to poop scoop again I realized that the little birdie hadn’t flown away like I thought…  I realized that before I even saw the bird because I could smell it–yuck!  It had I guess moved itself further down into the yard, right next to the fence and kind of blended in with the gray wood on the fence, so we hadn’t seen it on our big bird search on Wednesday, and died.  RIP little birdie.  😦

The good thing though is that both dogs left it alone from the time I had told Riley to “leave it” to the time we found it Friday evening.  I can imagine Riley desperately wanted to bring it inside as a present or trophy for us, but thankfully, she demonstrated remarkable self control!

But……here’s a picture I took of Riley this evening…apparently she’s still on the lookout for another bird:

Her tally:
1 Bunny
2 Birds
1 (Already Dead) Mouse

Dead Birds and Such

I thought it was time to give my blog a much needed face lift!

Since it was 90 degrees outside today, and since my dad and I were still working on home improvement projects out there (on a side note, let me just say I hate caulk and caulking…), I decided to put the kiddie pool out back for the dogs.  Riley got to spend maybe a minute and a half in it before my parents’ dog, Chloe, hijacked it.  Chloe wouldn’t let Riley anywhere near the pool.  Riley didn’t seem to care too much that she couldn’t get in the pool.  Chloe would bark incessantly at Riley when Riley would come within 10 feet of the pool.  I finally got Chloe to shut up and about a minute later she started barking at Riles again.  Riles (as I like to call her) was just laying down on the patio.  Later she started playing with her big ball in the yard and it rolled right next to the pool.  She was scared to go near it and get it so I had to go kick it away for her.  Chloe wouldn’t stop barking so after about 20 minutes of filling the pool up, I dumped all the water out and put it away.  Problem solved.

I had to give Riley a “half bath” (washing her chest and legs) because she got so muddy from where the water had run off into the yard.  She had it literally caked on her legs and chest.  Luckily she doesn’t give me any problems getting into the tub.  All of the other dogs in our family have to be dragged into the tub.

Then later on in the day we were out back again (painting this time) and Riley got pretty quiet in the side yard.  Riley being quiet never amounts to anything good…  I found her nosing at a dead bird on the ground.  I’m pretty sure she didn’t kill it because it wasn’t bloody or anything and I didn’t see any tooth holes or bite marks on it.  Luckily she didn’t have it in her mouth because I doubt I would have been able to get it out.  Thank God she didn’t eat it…yuck.  She did eat a newborn bunny’s head when she was 3 or 4 months old…gross!  I (just for the record) do not touch dead animals…or (for the most part) live animals other than dogs and cats.  I held on to Riley while my dad picked it up and got rid of it.  Thanks, Dad!  🙂