When I first started this blog it was to share stories of Sampson and generate interest for a (bad) children’s book I had written. I quickly discovered dogs like Sampson don’t generally make for great story telling.
How many times can a person read, “Sampson stayed on the couch today.” “Sampson laid out in the sun today”? Etc… But bad dogs… ok, let’s say challenging dogs, challenging dogs generate some highly amusing content. ( “Delilah’s Reality Show”, “Delilah’s 12 Days of Christmas“.)
Monday after I returned from BlogPaws, I discovered that good dogs can make for some great blog posts too.
We have a wood retaining wall in the back of our house that is in need of replacement. I had scheduled an appointment to have someone come out to give us an estimate.
It was rainy and cold on Monday and I was hunkered down in the house, waiting for the appointed time. The crows were going bullshit. I could hear them, caw, caw, caw, up in the trees in the back yard. I figured something was out there, took a quick look (threw a rock at the damn crows) saw nothing and told the crows to make tracks.
Once the wall consultant arrived and it looked like he might be there a while, I asked if it was okay to let the dogs out. Delilah was losing her mind, wanting him out of her yard and Sampson needed to be loved. He was fine with the dogs so I let them out.
After the initial honeymoon phase had worn off the dogs went off to poke around the yard.
Meanwhile the damn crows were still at it. “I think something’s up there” I said to Jim and I looked up back and sure enough, both dogs were interested in something on the ground.
I headed up back to find them both sniffing a crow that was just sort of lying on the ground. The crow did not move as I approached, but it did look at me and I could see it was still breathing.
I had a hard time convincing the dogs to leave it, but I finally did. Then I knew I had to do something with that crow. But I wasn’t sure what.
I decided the best course of action would be to move it to the other side of the fence, that way it would not be bothered by the dogs and hopefully whatever was going on with it, it would recover and fly away.
No, I didn’t pick it up. GAH, that’s just gross, besides I’m afraid of birds. Remember the one that hissed at me?
I went in search of a shovel.
To move it! Not to kill it! What kind of blog do you think this is?
Jim (bless his heart) offered to move the bird and offered to use a pitchfork. “You won’t stab it will you?” I asked.
He laughed, “No, I wouldn’t do that!”
Thankfully we found a shovel and as carefully as he could Jim scooped up the bird and gently placed it on the other side of the fence. Besides getting the bird out of my yard, this appeased those damn crows and they finally stopped squawking.
Jim and I went about the business of discussing the wall, when I noticed Sampson was missing.
My sweet, sweet boy, he was up in the back sitting with the bird. I’m not sure if he was protecting it from the other crows, or keeping it company, but I had to go up there and drag him away.
See, sweet dogs can make for good storytelling. (At least I hope my storytelling was good.) 😉
Later as I was relating the story to Hubby he said, “The crows were cawing at it, hoping it would die so they could eat it.” UGH
I replied, “I like to take the more optimistic approach and think they were cheering him on to get up.”
When I checked on the bird last night he was gone. There were no feathers and no evidence that anything malicious had happened to it.
So I’m going with the theory he just needed a little time to recover from whatever was ailing him.
Hey Mr. Crow, please remember the kindness you were shown at my house and tell your friends to have their raucous parties somewhere else.
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