Wherein the author witnesses an epic battle between the Evil Squirrel and a very aggressive mockingbird that then goes on to target the royal cockapoo.
Shocking! A clash like this has never before been seen! Squirrel squawks! Mockingbird squawks! Cockapoo -- who is 12 years old and has questionable hearing -- remains oblivious! She has no dog instincts whatsoever!
This has caused me to rethink my whole opinion of the Evil Squirrel because she was clearly getting her ass kicked by the mockingbird. Have I misjudged the Evil Squirrel? Did I just not understand squirrel squawk?
First there was the epic battle a few days ago. The Evil Squirrel was clinging vertically upside down along the trunk of her usual palm tree in my front yard when the previously unknown Eviler Mockingbird started to dive-bomb her! Swoop, swoop, swoop. The mockingbird was relentless.
Then, the next day, I took Queen Daisy, the royal cockapoo, out in the front yard. The mockingbird, that had been sitting atop our mailbox, took flight, zipping from tree to tree around Daisy. She swooped past once, then again a little lower. Each time she swooped lower and lower until I started to think...no, that bird is not going to actually confront the elderly, oblivious cockapoo who is minding her own business while doing her business. And that's when the mockingbird swooped so low that it bumped Daisy!
Just like in those made-for-TV movies in which the schoolyard bully wants to pick a fight with the whimpy hero, the mockingbird gave Daisy, the 14-pound ball of beige fluff, a body bump. But this was a FLYING body bump! Daisy got startled and looked up. I finally reacted by lunging toward Daisy while flailing my arms trying to scare the Eviler Mockingbird away.
For the moment, Daisy was saved. But what will happen next time? Who will be the victor in the end?
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