Apparently, Wellness Duck & Potato and/or Solid Gold Millennium just isn't good enough for Miss Prissy Britches. She would much rather choose her own menu. And not only choose it, but hunt it down as well.
Lots of little birds like to hang out in our very big Bradford pear tree in the backyard. It's the only one we have, so if they want to be back there, they have little other choice -- gutters on the house or the roof maybe. After the last couple of weeks, I think they better put their little bird brains in to overdrive and determine another place to congregrate. Unless they want to die young. This is the second bird Vivi has brought down in as many weeks. I feel bad for the birds, but geez......they need stay OFF THE GROUND. Viv is fast. Very, very fast. And obviously, "birdy". I guess I really should get her entered in some earthdog events. But I shudder to think what might be lying on the patio every day if she was encouraged to hunt.
(Graphic picture warning........don't eat breakfast and read this.)