December 25, 2005

My Bird

We played with the featherbird tonight. It flew up onto the top bookshelf where Squirrel stalked it and caught it. Then he got it firmly in his teeth and hopped down onto Rich's dresser, where he proceeded to try to make eye contact with Bebop (sitting on the bed).

Eye contact is very important. Eye contact is necessary.

Bebop didn't turn. Squirrel hopped onto the headboard of the bed, much closer to Bebop.

I said "Make eye contact, Bebop, so Squirrel can growl" :-)

Bebop turned his head. Eye contact.

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ooorrrrllllllllllwwwwwww

My bird

Eye contact and ownership established, Squirrel hopped off the bed, carrying the prize, then flopped on the floor.

My bird.

My Bird - posted by Vicki at Sun, 25 Dec, 22:42 Pacific | «e»