Oliver...The Great Bird Hunter

Earlier tonight I let Oliver out onto the patio. He likes to roam the streets and terrorize the neighborhood every night. Fine by me as long as he comes home in one piece. Besides he is cooped up all day in this tiny apartment so he needs a little room to breathe.

Anyway, I let Oliver out and decided to watch one of the movies I rented from Netflix. I only have the DVD player working in my bedroom right now since I have not figured out how to hook up the DVD player with the new cable box.

So I settled on the bed to begin watching Secondhand Lions. About five minutes into the movie I see Oliver pass by the patio window with something hanging out of his mouth. When I figured out what it could possibly be, I ran out onto the patio to investigate. Afterwards I came in and instant messaged Joe (a.k.a. gay boyfriend) about what had happened.

Camlaw: OH SHIT!
JOE: What?
Camlaw: Ollie just came home with a bird in his mouth
Camlaw: BIRD FLU!
JOE: yuk
JOE: lol
JOE: he a hunter
Camlaw: I just went outside and it is still alive....Ollie dropped it out of his mouth, it tried to escape & Ollie attacked it again....
JOE: thats your bounty....he brings that home to please you
Camlaw: I finally chased him away from the birdie so it can escape and then, chased Ollie into the house with the broom
JOE: he hunts for the family and you are part of his family
Camlaw: I tried to find the birdie to let him escape....but I think he already found an escape hole through the shitty porch fence.
Camlaw: I then came in the house to yell at Ollie but he took off back outside looking for the birdie again
Camlaw: I just went to look at him and I guess he gave up. He is just laying there. I let him in & asked him why he did that to the birdie? That birdie did nothing to him. Now if the bird shit on my car, he's fair game though.

And I mean it too. Them fucking birds have been using my car as a potty for too long. And you know it is just fucking up the paint on my car.

We never saw the little birdie again. He was a baby bird. Well, I guess more of a teenager bird really. I hope he escaped unharmed and lives to tell all his little friends about me saving his life and not to shit on my car in appreciation. That would be awesome!