And He Crowed With Anticipation ~~

Oh, how I wish I could have made a video of this! Happy and his hover of crows had a real game going this morning and here’s how it went:

Happy was calming walking down my driveway towards the street. “Oh, nooo”, I thought, as I’m always worried about cars. But he always stops, looks both ways, and then crosses when it’s safe and heads through the neighbor’s backyard.  It was the same today, except….all of a sudden 4 crows landed in the street!  Happy froze because they were almost as big as he is and he’d never seen something that big fly.  “Is this a sign?”, he thought; “Can I fly?”  The crows walked back and forth, heckling him and moving ever closer still.  Happy was transfixed but then crouched down to the belly-run position. He ran at the first one but lo and behold, the first one shot straight up into the air! Happy’s head did a double take and looked up and his mouth was actually open in disbelief!  Then he looked back and there they were, 4 crows in 4 corners and he was in the middle, uh oh.  Trapped like a rat…ummm, cat.  They started to close in, cawing out insults to him and he was swinging his head to every corner.  He crouched again and decided to make the lunge.  Mistake. They lunged first, never touched him, but he started yelling like he was being killed as he leapt/FLEW 3 feet into the air. Never touched him!  They backed up, still in a square with Happy still in the middle.  His eyes were WIDE and his mouth was open as if to say, “Holy Sh*t”.  He crouched again, but this time he took a breath and ran like the devil himself was after him and tore back across the street, down the driveway, to the backyard, up the back porch, and jumped into a blanket-covered chair and sunk himself into the covers with only his eyes looking over the chair arms.

I felt like I was watching a movie in production and I ran from window to window so as not to miss even a second.  It was all I could do to not howl with laughter but I didn’t want to interrupt a moment of this.  Poor Happy, put down by crows.  I think this was the beginning and end of his crow hunting days.

Tonight will be 12 degrees and I’ll have him inside for sure from about 6 or 7pm on.  It won’t even hit 30 until about 1pm tomorrow and then even colder tomorrow night with low 20s for the days and right through the New Year.  These next few days will not be easy on him or me as he likes to be outside and then come in when he’s ready --- that will be about every 20 minutes, I think.  Come on Spring.