The King of the Birds.
Ohhhh, it just let you hold it? How’d it feel about Jess?
Their feathers have very pretty colors.
Yep, I picked it up to take it out of Jessy’s way, and it just sat there.
She is always looking for them. They form clumps in tussocks of grass and reed during the winter for heat. But while she wants to catch them she’s not 100% what to do when she does. In truth it’s more the scent of them she thinks is the goal.
I had to be so careful. They are tiny. A few grams. The size, as you see, is about the four pads of you middle fingers and that it puffed up.
It’s just darling.
Isn’t it amazing how these dogs have these instincts that are so ingrained. She knows she’s supposed to do something with it! 🙂
What amazing too given he size of the bird, Jessy picked up up on it at all.
So tiny and delicate! I’m afraid mine (inside girls included, since Mabel loves to chase birds from the bushes) would have killed the poor mite in a heartbeat – if anything just stepping on it or picking it up in their mouth.
Ha! I was so focused on the bird I didn’t even see Jess lurking in the background!
Yeah, she didn’t leave until I called her off.
Yes, I think if there was two or more they would egg each other on. What I have noticed is Jess has a remarkably soft mouth. She will hold a squeaky ball she’s got in her mouth and not a peep will come from it. She will drum-beat it with her front legs but and make it sound that way but not with her mouth.
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