Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Birdy Beware!

It's me, Kat, again! I don't have any pictures of this adventure, yet I thought I'd tell you all about it anyway.

The other day, Steve and I were in the backyard playing. This was before Dad worked on the fence to make it escape-proof (more about all of our escapes later). So Mom was watching us pretty closely to make sure we didn't end up in the deaf-old-lady's yard or the neighbors-who-leave-their-gate-open's yard. However, Mom was also unloading the dishwasher, so she wasn't actually watching us every second.

So all of the sudden, Mom heard this terrible squawking. She looked out the window and saw me with a bird in my mouth and another bird trying to fly away. She hollered at Dad to go outside and take care of it. Apparently Moms are not equipped to deal with bird situations. So out cameDad, armed with a grocery bag and a shovel. By this point, I am bored with the bird that I so grandly caught out of mid-air and Steve was standing over it. (Steve was trying to take credit for the bird, but we all know he would never actually be fast enough to do anything.) Dad picked up the dead bird and took it back to go in the trash dumpster.

However, that was not the end of the saga. The other bird managed to get up in the tree and just kept squawking at me for a long time. It also flew and hopped from tree to tree as I walked around the yard. Mom found this very disturbing, but I was just daring it to stop talking smack to me and come fight me like a man. We would see who wins! It never did... YET! All birds must watch out when they visit MY yard!

Kat

PS. Mom doesn't know what kind of bird it was. She's pretty bird stupid. It was blue and had a "mohawk". She couldn't find the type on wikipedia after trying for like at least 30 seconds so she gave up. I couldn't help either because all I saw was yummy!

10 comments:

Khyra The Siberian Husky said...

Silly K(h)at -

Of khourse your mom didn't know what type of bird it was -

She's used to identifying BIGGER birds - made from metal and stuff like that - with wings with flaps but not that flap!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

The Daily Echo said...

I think you're both adding alot to your resumes these past couple weeks! That's a good thing because we wouldn't want the humans to get bored. They need more to do. Steve - check out my blog. I've tagged woo!
ECHO

The Brat Pack said...

OMD, you are officially THE coolest!!! We've never been able to catch anything midair...umm, or the ground either.

You rock!!!

Dot

The Brat Pack said...

Oh yea, can you have your secretary email us your new address?
fivehappyhounds @ gmail . com

Thanks!

The Army of Four said...

I've come very close to showing Mom how Swallows got their name ... if you know what I mean. They get WAY too close to us on walkies sometimes.
Luv,
Dave

The Husky in the Window said...

You did good Kat. Those birds just have no idea what us husky girls can do. I caught a bird in our yard, but ran with it. It kept making noise like a squeaky and mom kept holler for me to drop it. I finally did, but now the birds sit on our roof and holler at me when I go outside. So I know how you feel.

Husky Hugs, MayaMarie

PeeSsss. Tell Steve that Bella did not fit in the box.

Tucker said...

Oooh! Blue with mohawk?

Maybe it was a Jay, like this kind? Or a Cockatoo like this kind?

cyber-sibes said...

Congratulations Kat, you've achieved a new level of sibe-dom. A big WOOO_OOOO to youuu!

I am quite an accomplished hunter, and I must say, rightly proud of it. I think us sibettes make the best hunters. Boys don't seem to know what to do, do they? Jack hasn't caught anything (except a penguin & a quacking duck squeakie toy. lol!) Oh wait a minute - last year he caught Mr. Grasshopper.

Wooos & a-rooos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Lacy said...

woof's steve, kat and wilbur...hmmm, better watch those birdies, when they gots little ones in the nest, they will attack u like crazy...esp catbirds...

b safe,
~rocky and company~

Marley said...

Sounds like a delicious blue jay to me!!!!

Woo, way to go!
Marls