September 21st 2010 6:14 am
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More like deer and bird! My diary did not get started my first Gotcha Year. So me & ma are reminiscing a bit this week. Here are a coupla happenings during that time.
During my furst spring I found a little baby bird was livin’ in our hedge. He was tryin’ to figure out how to fly. I thought him very infuresting and wanted to smell him real good. Mom yelled at me not to scare the poor thing to death. She pulled me away from him! Also his whole fambily was flyin’ around squawkin’ at me!
The next day, Dad told Mom I had gotten a hold of that little baby bird. She took this to mean I had hurt or killed him! Nooo! I just smelled him again! And gentle enough that he was NOT hurt! Mom was amazed because compared to him I was HUGE and being a puppy pretty klutzy. But now after two run ins with the little guy, my folks figured either I was very gentle or this li’l birdie was very tough. We saw him in the drive way a 3rd time and I went to go sniff him and viola! He flew away! Not very high and maybe not very far, but at least into the neighbor’s yard where he could have more peace during his flight trainin’. Maybe I motivated him to learn quicker! I just could not help myself! I really liked that little guy!
Another time I saw a little fawn who looked fun to play with. I went running towards him. His mama did not think playing with a dog was such a good idea. She turned around and chased me all around the yard! Mom and Dad stood around just kinda stunned to see this happening. Mom felt such admiration fur this mother deer but she didn’t want me to get my head or ribs kickedin, though. That mama deer finally stopped chasing me after I ran behind my mom & dad. She stood around and glared at all of us for a bit then walked off with her fawn. Whoa, killer deer! Glad I survived that one!
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Those deer CAN be rather intimidating if they feel threatened or cornered, esp regarding their fawns. I had a mom deer stomp her feet at me once, because I wanted to go and check out her young ones...but growlmy got me out of there pronto!
That was a lot of years ago...would have made a great diary entry...
Aren't memories fun?
The memories need to be written in a Memory Book.....
You were much nicer to that bird than I would've been - I hate birds and love barking them!
Hi MrJack & Flicka, yup goin' down ol memory lane is nice. Since I'm pretty young most of the highlights are still somewhat fresh so we're tryin' to get them down now. Although Mom really wishes we had started during my obedience trainin'. Those were some fun & funny times, oh woof. Mom admires my new pals, Dax & Sly, who are pups just startin' out and have their diaries all under way. Anywoof, hope all you pals can put up with my self indulgence for another coupla entries.
Hey Whitley, I haven't run into another bird since then. So who knows, maybe now I won't be so nice. I know lotsa Dogsterfurs think birds are evil!