We left Walter home when we went to Fort Worth last Friday night & left the pet door open. Our concern while we were gone was that Walter would somehow get out of the back yard and be lost and gone forever. Little did we know that there was a completely different problem we should have been worrying over. We got in Saturday night and were so pleased to see Walter running up to the door to greet us. During our quick walk-through of the house to assure everything was in its right place Matt saw a more than average amount of crap in the carpet along the walkway from the back door/pet door. Upon closer inspection we realized it wasn't the usual leaves. It was bird feathers. *cue freak out * So 15 pound Walter somehow came in contact with a bird. *cue search for bird remains* The doors were closed to all of the rooms, so the only places to look we're the living room, kitchen, and halls. No bird found. So we unload the car. Walking through the kitchen with an armload of stuff I hear a flutter above my head.
The bird was still alive and in my house!! "Matt! I found the bird!!" and the commenced the 30 minutes of watching the bird fly back and forth across our kitchen until he finally flew through the doorway into the hall and was encouraged out the front door. It was more excitement than I was expecting that evening for sure.
I may have been more concerned with capturing pictures than the actual bird.
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