The Hunter is Back, Sort Of

Over the weekend, I was walking across my back yard and guess what I saw? A robin and two babies! They were running around the neighbor's driveway, flapping their little wings! I couldn't help myself! I forgot my arther-itis and I just RAN! And I GOT it! I couldn't believe it! I ran to the front of my deck with it and the Guy saw me. Mom yelled for him to get the bird from me. Whaaaaaaaaat? I was hoping for a nice warm lunch! Well the Guy got the bird and took it away from me and Mom grabbed me and put me in the house. They are such spoil sports. This is a picture of maybe the bird I caught, Mom wasn't sure since there were two of them.

I still think an old guy like me can still have it.

This is Rusty's Mom. Before anyone gets upset, I want to let you know that the baby bird is fine. It went on to finish running around in the yard with its mom and sibling and finally ran off to where ever they went after their workout. Rusty didn't have the bird long enough to do any harm, and without many of his teeth now, even carrying it in his mouth did no harm to it. In fact, this photo was taken when it was taking a rest after running around the yard while its sibling was on its way across the street with its mom. Eventually this one joined them. I'm not sure if this is the one Rusty caught or if it was its sibling. He did go out in the yard later and looked all around the deck for it, and I think he was not happy when he couldn't find it. It surprised my husband and I so much when he took off running after the bird and the fact that he caught it too. To see him run, you'd never have guessed that most days, he has a hard time walking. Guess he just forgot himself for a few minutes in the excitement of the chase.

I didn't read everything Mom said, but I still think that she and the Guy are such spoil sports.