Mousing is her general mode, and of course she brings the prey into the house to play with and show off before the coup de grace. She’s been known to lose one, but since I see no sign of a growing mouse population I have to assume that she also finds them, eventually. The fields around the house are full of mice. They are also full of other tiny animals.
Pretty brought something into the house last week that appeared decidedly unmouse-like to me. Turned out she had a bat, and quite a lively one at that. I took it away from her and put it outside in a large bush, from whence I hope it made a getaway. At least it wasn’t there the next day. Pretty was noisily put out with me.
She usually cleans up after her kills, in the case of birds leaving legs and maybe a beak. But the other day she had a squirrel, and left the bushy tail and other evidence on the carpet for me to clean up. Thank goodness for modern cleaners, although grandma’s homemade soap would probably do just as good a job.
One of the great advantages to the Maltese breed is that they don’t shed, except an occasional long tail hair. That means fairly regular trips to the dog groomer. March is currently in the wooly bear stage and has an appointment with the groomer on Thursday. He should look and feel considerably better after his beautification.
Sena and Taylor have been preparing and rehearsing for the upcoming rodeo. So her field has had anywhere from three to six horses in it at any one time. I never know what color to expect, as she has a variety, not as in the Wizard of Oz, but almost. What with my two animals, Sena’s horses and the herd of deer that lives in this neighborhood there is always something interesting to watch.
If I would clean, fill and hang the hummingbird feeders. I’d have even more activity to watch. Build it (or hang it in this case) and they will come.