Yesterday evening, I walked outside to see what Lola was up to, and she was hunched over something at the back fence. Thinking it was poop, I screamed "leave it!". Poop would have been GREAT compared to what I found. A little black bird, laying there, looking like it was hyperventilating. Absolutely horrified, I pointed at the back door of the house, and told Lola "MOVE". Head down, and tail between her legs, she slowly made it to the back door, where DH was coming out to tell me the great news that a new episode of Wipeout was on that night (love that show!). So I sent DH to investigate the severity of the poor bird's condition. Turns out the bird had a broken wing, but was able to hop through the fence to the safety of the green space behind us. DH insists Lola had nothing to do with this, but I'm not so sure....good thing we found out before she ate it or brought it to us as a "gift" or something. Whew!
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