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That was my recurring thought. Along with "It's always something" . No one will believe this on the heels of Roger Rabbit.
But here's my tale only this time it was a head. And in case you're squeamish, despite all odds it has a happy ending.
I came home from a few hours at work and took the dogs right out. I went with them since Calla has been digging a lot lately. Soon they were fascinated by something, never a good thing. A poor sparrow had caught it's head in the fence, between two layers of fencing really.
I was screaming like a banshee, yes I know one should be calm. Leave it , here, sit, nothing worked for long. Luca was by far the worst. He had that poor little sparrow in his mouth a couple of times. Trying to capture two dogs, hold them by their collars and get them into the house is nearly impossible. We've done this drill before. Calla I had because she is more compliant/obedient. Then I'd go to get Luca and he'd circle behind me to get to the bird. Luckily he seems to have a poor sense of spatial relationships and it took him a while to find the right spot in the fence so I had time to head him off again. If I don't finish this story it's because the neighbors heard me and have called the men with the nets. Future think I may leave leashes outside.
Finally I got the dogs into the house. Grabbed my camera because It's hard to believe my own tales anymore. I put on heavy duty gloves. I gathered the sparrows wings, one of which was now also caught in the fence. It was easier than I thought it might be to separate the fence. After I set the sparrow down, which looked remarkably uninjured, it flew off. I was so glad since I had visions of a mortally wounded bird that I would have to euthanize. Just a few downy feathers left in the fence. No doubt it is traumatized as I am but the doodles are fine.
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