Jun 20, 2019
The face of a disinterested hero.
Bucky was in the yard, and barked. It wasn't the usual neighborhood song, just measured single barks.
I looked out the window to see him in the middle of the yard much intrigued by something I couldn't quite make out.
I walked downstairs and outside before thinking about grabbing my phone, and saw him squaring up against a tiny little field mouse/vole.
As I approached them, the two creatures were checking out the competition and the tiny guy was shaking. Can't say that I blame the little guy. Bucky looked up at me and I encouraged him to come away from the mousie.
He followed with just a couple of claps to regain his attention.
No mousies were harmed and I'm pretty sure no doggies were bitten.
