Bad dog!

So last night I let the dogs out for their last bathroom run of the night.  After 10 minutes or so I let them back in.  I noticed Sadie over by the chaise lounge had dropped something.  It sort of looked like a big piece of mulch.

I went over to pick it up and throw it outside and was shocked to see it was a baby bird.  At first I wondered if it was already dead and Sadie just happened to stumble across it.  My surface autopsy indicated the baby still felt warm, I’m pretty sure Sadie killed it.  I scolded Sadie as she went inside.

I observed the little bird carefully, looking for any signs of life.  There was none to be found.  I felt terrible as I held the dead bird in a paper towel in my hand.  Sadie was just doing what dogs do, chase things smaller than them that run away.  Unfortunately for the baby bird it wasn’t fast enough to escape.

Outside of mosquitoes and fire ants there is very little that you will ever see me kill.  I felt partially responsible for the baby biting the dust.  If I was out there with a flash light observing the dogs perhaps I could have spotted the danger and stopped it before Sadie got a hold of the bird.

I said “I’m sorry” as I unceremoniously tossed the bird over the fence line.  If it was still light out I would have buried it.  Who knows, maybe after work I will go retrieve it and do a proper burial.  It’s the least I can do.