Sunday, August 14, 2011
A Bad Day for Birds
Two major bird events today:
1. The Savage Spaniel Strikes Again: Bo and I put the girls down. Expecting 6 inches of rain, we set out into the garden for another night harvest, in case things get a little too wet. We heard the robins going nuts - then looked up to see Betsy with a baby robin in her mouth. The Dogtor rushed over to confirm the worst - the chick was mortally wounded. Very hard not to be mad at Betsy. I'm still giving her the cold shoulder even though I know her passion is instinct-driven.
2. The Thuggish Rooster Earns an Early Exit: The rooster - Ridgely - never leaves the fenced in coop area to follow the free range hens. Never, that is, until today. The Dogtor was fetching something in the barn. Frasier was feeding the hens - and suddenly the rooster went for her, knocking her down. The Dogtor arrived just in time to see the rooster attacking the back of her neck. She has scrapes and I have a visceral reaction to the story, even though I wasn't home at the time.
Goodbye, Ridgely. We will try and find you a home, but if not...sigh. Your time is up. You are a useless thug.
Feeling blue about these things. I love the rooster noise, and I ache for the robins, who fussed and fussed over the chick's body. Before heading inside tonight, I stood under the trees and apologized.