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stoutfellowToday has been a lively day.
This morning, at the most inconvenient of moments, I heard Gracie yelping in fright. I, um, leaned forward (not being in a position to do more than that) and saw Buster snarling and grabbing her by the neck. I shouted at him; he let her go, and she raced over and hid, um, behind me. I spent some time calming her down; there's been no recurrence, but there's also no indication what triggered the fight. It wasn't food this time; they were both in the living room.
Later, canine excitement again erupted; this time, there was a bird in the house - a sparrow of some kind. (I think it got in through the doggie doors, somehow.) An entertaining ten or fifteen minutes followed; I finally chivvied it out into the garage. Hopefully, it won't come back in.
Hopefully also, that'll be the last faunal emergency of the day.
Sheesh.
This morning, at the most inconvenient of moments, I heard Gracie yelping in fright. I, um, leaned forward (not being in a position to do more than that) and saw Buster snarling and grabbing her by the neck. I shouted at him; he let her go, and she raced over and hid, um, behind me. I spent some time calming her down; there's been no recurrence, but there's also no indication what triggered the fight. It wasn't food this time; they were both in the living room.
Later, canine excitement again erupted; this time, there was a bird in the house - a sparrow of some kind. (I think it got in through the doggie doors, somehow.) An entertaining ten or fifteen minutes followed; I finally chivvied it out into the garage. Hopefully, it won't come back in.
Hopefully also, that'll be the last faunal emergency of the day.
Sheesh.
