Tyson chases everything, he really loves to chase lizards, but the birds....oh god the birds. Just last week, he alerted to go outside. I opened the sliding door and he flew out the door. I just knew there was a bird on the lawn...he can't stand that. So, I was standing on the patio and he raced across the yard and absolutely ran over a baby blue jay. Apparently the Jay was just learning to fly, cause he could get off the ground but not stay up. Tyson looked so surprised that he actually touched a bird. The bird started squawking at him and puffing up his feathers. Well, Tyson was still trying to kiss him but the mama and poppa blue jays had different ideas. They came swooping down and hitting Tyson on the back.
I was hysterical....calling Tyson to me, but he didn't know what to do...he was screaming...I was screaming! I couldn't just go snatch him up because the baby was between me and Tyson (and I certainly didn't want to get attacked!
). He finally ducked low and came running in the door. Well, after the baby finally got over the fence I took a walk about through the yard with Tyson. Poor thing, every time he went out after that he would stick his head out the door and look both ways...