I stumbled out of bed, fed the dogs, and chased Rudy to go outside (Daddy was up in the bedroom and Rudy wanted to go jump on his head). I got him out, left the door ajar (I know....I know) and went to deal with a crisis at work by email (All this at six in the morning...sheesh.) I hear the jangle of Rudy's tags as he walks in the house so I go to the living room to greet him and he drops A DEAD BIRD AT MY FEET. Rise and shine Mommy! I love you and got you a present. Could someone explain to Rudy that (a) he's not a cat; and (b) ICK!!!! |
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Awe. what a nice puppy! (That is pretty disgusting...) |
Does this make him a mighty hunter or an opportunistic scavenger? |
Nothing like a dead bird at your feet to make sure you're REALLY awake now! |
At least it was a dead animal....not something still half living and still squirming. Rudy was just trying to please you.....it was a trophy to him and he wanted to share. Disgusting, yeah, but easily removed and disposed of. |
way to go mr. rudy he loves his mom at least he did not drop it in bed |
yes be glad it was dead, Ryleigh likes to catch lizards and bring them in to play with. EWWWW |
Way to Go Rudy, you love your mom sooooooo much !!! |
Maybe he's working up the food chain. A rat next time and then a snake for the present after. And once he's really got his skills honed he'll be bringing you an alligator. |
I had a cat once that was a stray that I took in. No matter how long we had him he did not want to be an indoor cat, so we left him outside. Had a nice cat condo on our front porch for him. Well one morning I go outside and he had 3 regurgitated mice on the front porch for me. He was just sitting there meowing all happy. They say its their way of saying thank you for taking care of me. I think a nice purrrr would have been better. |
By the time I got home I was calmer, and did thank Rudy for the gift. I also showed him where the loonie/toonie jar is (those are one dollar and two dollar coins for the nonCanucks here) so that next time he wants to give me a gift he can put his spare change in there instead. I also explained that, as much as I grumble, I prefer the "wet nose in my face in the middle of the night" gifts* to the dead bird kind. *We have this theory that he sometimes wakes up in the dark and just needs to know we're there, so he bashes us in the face with his wet nose and then he is fast asleep by the time one of us awakens enough to know what's going on. |
traciels28 wrote: I got him out, left the door ajar (I know....I know) Hahaha, he's a generous boy. But all I can think about, are all those mosquitos getting in! |
For Rudy's sake be happy it wasn't half a bird. |
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