This morning when I let Wrigs out he was outside for a long time, which is unusual. I called for him to come in and no response. I put on my boots and headed down the steps to the yard and was starting to panic when I didn't see him. Then I walked to the side of the house and saw him laying on the ground licking something. He saw me, and looked up for a second and then gently went back to licking the ground. When I got closer I realized he was licking the back of a dead baby bird ever so gently. I had to pull him by the collar to get him away because he didn't want to leave the bird. He is the most loving, sensitive dog I've ever known (next to Newman). I thought to myself, "What did I do to deserve him? He is such a blessing." and then the next thought??? CHUMLEY. Wrigley is the balance to the little universe inside our home. The ying to the yang, the light in the darkness, the angel to the demon. So I guess we know what that makes Chum.
If Chum wasn't an indoor cat I would have thought he killed the bird in the first place.
Rest in peace sweet baby bird. One very sweet dog is thinking about you.
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I'm so sorry for the bird - do you think your house was built on a bird cemetary? You have the worst luck with them. I have to tell you, I read the post with trepidation because at first I thought it was Wrigley that had gotten hurt.
That Wrigs is a real sweetie!
Could it be that this bird struck your window and didn't make it? We have a multitude of different songbirds that visit everyday, and we'd hear the odd one running into the windows now and then. To try and prevent this we now hang CDs that we no longer use in the windows and the flash from the disc when the light hits helps to signal to the birds to stay clear. So far so good.
On second thought, baby birds don't normally fly into windows, but this one might have been out practicing? Bless its little soul.
What a sweet boy! Why couldn't Beverly have fallen for him? Instead of that bad-boy Chumley...
Oh Mary Beth I read the beginning of this post again and see what you're saying. If anything had happened to Wrigs not sure I could have been so calm about it! Thankfully he is ok but just sad. I don't think this bird hit the window, looks like he may have fallen out of a tree. Praise the LORD this house has a film on all the windows so birds don't fly into them. Not like that old house that would get a bird every day! That was sooooo sad.
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