I heard Lu chuckling as she came into the living room. "There's a pigeon on the roof of the outbuilding and Angus is going crazy". By the time I got to a window the bird was gone but Angus rushed into the room to breathlessly let me know what had just happened. I patted him on the head and gave him a Good Boy.
A few minutes later I heard the ruckus begin again. Sure enough Mister Pigeon was back. He was just sitting on the edge of the roof, watching Angus with a haughty look on his face. I watched for a minute and decided that Angus needed a little back up.
This is Angus being subtle. "Look, look! See? I told you. There he is right there! What is that thing?"
"It's a bird my son," I told him.
"A bird huh? Let me think on this for just a bit. Hmmm. What do I do now?"
"I know. I'll wag my tail and invite him down to play. Hooray, I'm a genius!"
"No huh? Now what?"
"OK fine. I'll go back to barking and running around like a crazy dog. Maybe that'll work."
But no matter how hard he tried, for some reason Mister Pigeon never came down. He just sat there and sat there and taunted poor Angus.
Until Daddy got his BB gun. And let that be a lesson to all you Pigeons out there. Don't taunt the bird dog and the guy who owns the bird dog. And a gun.
Of course Daddy missed but it's the thought that counts.
Damn flying rats.