He met his friend in the bush. He stuck his head in the bush just outside of our patio and paused. I laughed at him and kept trying to figure out what he was looking at. When I got down to his level, I saw two baby blue jays. At first I thought it was cute, Big Boy Duncan and a baby blue jay.... until Duncan "attacked". This poor blue jay can't fly yet, so he/she flopped and waddle for safety (Duncan was only interested in one of the birds). I intervened finally after flopping around myself to grab hold of Duncan's neck. I had to pull him away because I saw the momma and daddy blue jay watching us. Duncan didn't capture the bird (thank goodness, I am not ready for him to bring me a bird!) but I think he got a little taste of he/she.
I thought I was having a heart attack. My little Duncan harassing blue jays.
Please learn to fly soon blue jays! I can't always control Big Boy Duncan!!
(sheesh, I need to clean that door - it's covered in Duncan Dog snot/slobber).
Until next time -
Jack and Kayla (and Duncan!!)