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I love my dog, Lily, but there are definitely times when I do not like her. Today she killed a squirrel in the back yard. A few days ago she killed a young bird. Apparently, several young Starlings either fell out of their nest or were trying to fly at too young an age. I did not see Lily kill the bird, all I saw from the kitchen door was Lily standing in the lawn, where she was picking something up out of the grass and tossing it into the air repeatedly. I went out to see what she was doing and discovered she was playing with a dead bird. Two adult starlings were swooping down, dive-bombing her, but she just ignored them. I took it away from her, bagged it and put it in the outdoor trash can.

A few minutes later, I heard a commotion on the back porch. Lily had cornered another young Starling and was pouncing on it and pestering it. I brought her inside and then rescued the young bird in a plastic container. I moved it to a safer spot under a big Forsythia bush in the side yard (outside of the fenced-in back yard) where Lily could not get to it. I left it alone there, hoping that the parents would find it and take care of it. The next day I saw that the young bird had hopped up into the top of the bush, and 2 adults were busy bringing it food.

I know that it is just part of a dog's nature to hunt, but I am not happy with it.

My friend, Bob, lives in a house across the street from mine. Ever since he got out of the hospital 6 weeks ago, he has been coming to my house for dinner almost every night. I enjoy having someone to cook for and share dinners with. Because I am not just cooking for myself, I have been making healthier, more balanced dinners, which is better for both of us.

Friday evening, after dinner, I drove downtown, looking for Mark, who was being chased by 2 drug dealers to whom he owed money. I brought Bob with me. We didn't find Mark (or his bloodied body), but as we headed back to my house we saw a huge column of heavy black smoke rising up east of the city. Bob is usually game for a little adventure, so I asked him if he wanted to come with me to track down the fire. Based on the volume of smoke we first guessed that maybe a factory was on fire out in East Syracuse or maybe a large store in Dewitt. By the time we got to East Syracuse, it was clear that the fire was even farther away than we thought. The traffic started getting heavier as we got to Minoa, and the police were diverting traffic off of some roads going toward the fire. We speculated that maybe a freight train of oil-tanker cars had derailed and caught fire. From Minoa we could see the glow of the flames and could tell that the smoke was coming from a wide area. Out past Minoa, there is little development, there is some farmland, but most of the area is covered with marshland and woods. As we drove, pieces of ash were drifting down into the road. With some careful maneuvering we got all the way to the little village of Kirkville. We could go no further. Fire trucks blocked one route into the village, police blocked the other route, and all we could do was take a side road away from the fire. I got a few pictures, and then turned on the local news when I got home. It wasn't a factory, or oil-tanker cars, it was just a huge brush-fire. No buildings were damaged, and the fire never got close to any roads, which made it very difficult to fight. It burned over a hundred acres of marsh and woodland just outside Kirkville. We very rarely have brush or forest fires around here, but the past month has seen little rain, and the conditions were ripe for a fire in last-year's dead marsh grass. It was dark by the time we came home, but we had a good adventure.

1.
The smoke, as seen from Minoa.


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I borrowed this photo off the local news website.

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The fire as seen from a cow pasture in Kirkville.

Date: 2016-05-26 12:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thespian15.livejournal.com
Naughty Lily. :o
I was out walking Maggie this morning and she always stops and stares at and will try to chase squirrels/rabbits/birds. Going down one street all of a sudden we passed a dead ground squirrel next to the sidewalk. Thankfully Maggie never noticed. I would hate to try and get her to drop it from her mouth. :o

YIKES, I hope you get some rain soon. We have rain scheduled for almost the whole next week. Ugh...
Hugs, Jon

Date: 2016-05-27 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
I guess it is just a part of their nature that we have to accept. :-(

Lily doesn't go on walks often, ~only when someone else takes her. She has a nice fenced-in yard to run around in, ...but, woe unto the hapless little furry or feathered creature that wanders into it! Today it was yet another young bird.

They keep predicting thunderstorms and rain, but it has yet to happen. Tonight, another brushfire sprung up in the same area as that last one.

*Hugs*

Date: 2016-05-27 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thespian15.livejournal.com
Hopefully those birds will learn their lesson quickly and not build nests around your back yard next year. :o

We had quite a bit lightening last night, and apparently an inch and a half of rain. :o

Date: 2016-05-27 01:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
I have a huge old Spruce tree in my backyard. It is one of the biggest and best nesting trees in the neighborhood. Every Spring there are upwards of a dozen nests in it. I hope the birds will learn and stop making their nests there, but I doubt it.`

1½ inches of rain is a lot to get all at once!

Date: 2016-05-27 01:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thespian15.livejournal.com
I think we are still needing the moisture.

Hopefully Lily will get board with the birdies. :)

Date: 2016-05-29 11:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
I hope Lily gets bored with the birdies. They can't be much fun anymore ~no matter how many times she tosses them into the air, they don't fly once they're dead!
;-)

Date: 2016-05-29 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thespian15.livejournal.com
That's just so sad. :(

Date: 2016-05-28 02:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] resonant.livejournal.com
Glad it did not threaten your house!

Date: 2016-05-29 12:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
Thanks, Troy. The fire was about 15 miles away from my house, and downwind. Thankfully, the conditions here do not create fires of the size and scope as the devastating one in Alberta.

Date: 2016-05-28 05:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kishenehn.livejournal.com
1. Those are amazing photos!

2. Please don't get to the point where you need to interact with other peoples' drug dealers, even peripherally. :/

3. I'm pretty convinced that Charlie wouldn't hurt a fly, but my sister's dog Maggie (the one who just died) had the heart of a killer. Any rodent or small mammal that entered her line of sight was dead in an instant. It was a little unsettling ... and weird, because when it came to humans she was the sweetest dog our family has ever had.

Date: 2016-05-29 01:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
Thanks, Mark! I can't take credit for the best one, #2.
In the last one, the point of light to the right of the flames is a helicopter delivering a bucket of water to the flames.

I do not interact with the drug dealers at all. And none of them have tried to talk to me. I think they are afraid of me, ~afraid that I will turn them into the police, which of course I would not hesitate to do if any of them cause me trouble personally. I try to collect information on each of them: names, license plates, etc, just in case I need to use it.
Ten days ago I fired Mark again for drug use (which is why he couldn't pay those dealers). That night he was on the run, he called his sister, and she picked him up downtown before the dealers found him. He wisely decided to go back into rehab again (third time in the past half year). I hope he sticks with it and conquers his demons.
Heavy drug use runs rampant among much of my crew. My goal is to either force out the worst offenders or get them to give up the drugs and turn their lives around.

Casey was a gentle dog. She once brought me an injured baby rabbit, cradling it gently in her mouth, and placing it on the ground in front of me. I don't think she injured it. One of my workers at the time took it home and tried to take care of it, but it didn't survive.

Adam, as much as I loved him, was another killer. :/

Date: 2016-05-29 04:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stormdog.livejournal.com
Wow; that's a huge fire! I'm glad it wasn't in town.

I'm glad Bob is doing well and that you both have some company!

I think about Lily every time I'm walking dogs at the shelter. Some of the folks there talk about some of the dogs being hard to walk on leash. They have no idea! *grins*

Date: 2016-05-30 12:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] restoman.livejournal.com
Yeah, Chris, if that fire had been almost anywhere else it would have destroyed many buildings.

I don't remember, did you ever get to meet Bob when you were here? He is very reclusive.

Lily misses the walks you used to give her, and I am sure she misses you too. Sometimes she will get hold of her leash (if I don't hide it) and run around in the house hoping someone will take her for a walk. :-)

*Hug*
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