Last night we decided to close off the gate from the back patio to the back garden for fear she might dine on the fresh compost I had spread on the vegetable garden. However, in a slight glitch to this clever plan, we actually locked her IN the backyard instead of locking her in the house, and sure enough there was a nice big hole in the compost. It looked about the right size to be a well-rotted (and no doubt, tasty) sweet potato.
And then, when I came home in the afternoon I found...
Penny's neck decorated with a little clump of feathers.
And what looked like a dead bird on the floor.
We were mystified, until we realised it was a feather duster.
Seeing Penny hasn't destroyed or chewed anything in the last five years or so, I think we have to take these behaviours as a sign that it's time to give her an interesting diet.
We'll go to the dermatologist as soon as we can get an appointment.
4 comments:
Poor girl really wants some good food...
haha oh silly Penny! Atleast it wasnt a real bird, I hate when mine bring them in through the doggie door and I come home from work to find a gross mess I have to clean :)
Amber-Mae, you are so right!
Hound Girl, I'm glad too that it wasn't a real bird!
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