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That is hilarious, marni :D Lyra hasn't stolen anything, but she has apparently visited almost every neighbour already, going blithely inside, including the one who is violently allergic :o

Back when I lived in the mountains of Arizona, Bonnie Cat caught a Ruphus Hummingbird, and comes trotting inside with said birdie in her mouth, meowing proudly through it. I took the tiny bird from her, and amazingly it was alive and apparently unharmed. So I took it next door to my neighbors, who had hummingbird feeders, to try to get it to drink. Also blew warm air onto it while gently holding it. After a few minutes I could feel rustling, a bit more drinking, and more vigerous rustling, I opened my hands, and the little bird burst out, chittering away. If a bird could cuss it did. And the rest of the summer, when Bonnie was outside, she was dive-bombed by a Ruphus hummer (they're known to be fearless and quite territorial)!


And if you're wondering how she was able to catch the little bird in the first place..
Up in the mountains, when we'd get thunderstorms, the temperature would drop 15 or more degrees in less than 1/2 an hour. The sudden drop would put hummers in torpor, slowing them down, or even making them fall. Often they'll perch in a tree or shrub and wait it out, letting their bodies catch up.

Meet Maillot and Jaune (pronounced "mellow" and "johnny").

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Back when I lived in the mountains of Arizona, Bonnie Cat caught a Ruphus Hummingbird, and comes trotting inside with said birdie in her mouth, meowing proudly through it. I took the tiny bird from her, and amazingly it was alive and apparently unharmed. So I took it next door to my neighbors, who had hummingbird feeders, to try to get it to drink. Also blew warm air onto it while gently holding it. After a few minutes I could feel rustling, a bit more drinking, and more vigerous rustling, I opened my hands, and the little bird burst out, chittering away. If a bird could cuss it did. And the rest of the summer, when Bonnie was outside, she was dive-bombed by a Ruphus hummer (they're known to be fearless and quite territorial)!


And if you're wondering how she was able to catch the little bird in the first place..
Up in the mountains, when we'd get thunderstorms, the temperature would drop 15 or more degrees in less than 1/2 an hour. The sudden drop would put hummers in torpor, slowing them down, or even making them fall. Often they'll perch in a tree or shrub and wait it out, letting their bodies catch up.

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I love Hummingbirds! Thanks for sharing your story.:)

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He's an old boy, but the most good natured soul ever :)

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Meet Maillot and Jaune (pronounced "mellow" and "johnny").

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Awwww, babies are always so sweet!

That is what happens when you let your 7 year old name the cat - day to day, we end up calling her Pud (as in Puddy-cat). She's a sweetie...

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He's an old boy, but the most good natured soul ever :)

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I can't stop looking at that photo.
You have captured his essence.

PinkBike - your kittens are too cute!

Lesley_x - give the old boy a nice biscuit. Who can deny those eyes? What's his name??

Lesley X - what a great photo!

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He's an old boy, but the most good natured soul ever :)

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I've always been a little scared of dogs, but this is just the sweetest picture - those eyes are just so sweet!

I saw the doggie picture and let out a big "AWWWWWW!!" Just gorgeous.

The dogs name is Rory and believe it or not he is 15 years old! He will be 16 on Christmas day :eek:

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He's an old boy, but the most good natured soul ever :)

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Oh what a beautiful boy!:)

We have been doing a lot of renovating at home and just watching seems to wear the dogs out.:D