| He's almost 8, we guess. The vet placed him at about a year when we first found him, or he found us, however it goes. He is a funny guy. He prefers outside, so he spends most of his time in the kennel or on a runner. He comes in when it rains or if it's cool at night. We had him in for over a year after the neighbor poisoned ho and nat, but he was just so bored and depressed all the time. He much prefers to be outside snapping at bumble bees.
He always stands up on the hill and goes awhoowhoowhoo when you come home. The other day he was just standing there smiling, didn't yodel. And the closer I got the more excited he became. He lets out one Whoo! and hops back to reveal a robin he had caught. He was so proud of himself, I couldn't really be mad at him. I moved the birdfeeder to the back deck though. :P |