Well, between the twine net and the reflective stuff and the occassional loud BANG of a shotgun (didn't have fireworks) the hawk hasn't been seen around here much. And I'm pleased.
I was considering a PYR, right? Friday I went to Home Depot just to grab a few things. I went out through the garden dept, past a dumpster. And heard a noise. Beside the dumpster is a box of puppies, cold, huddled puppies. It's barely 30 degrees outside. I grab a cart and trundle the lot back into home depot. The cashier says a lady was earlier selling Pyr puppies, then she left.
She left all right a box of six pyr puppies in the cold. It's after shelter hours so I run that home depot like a vacuum salesmen, please take a puppy overnight and to rescue or a shelter tomorrow... I really did luck out. Five went with other people. the sixth... well she just sighed next to my thigh on the couch.
Bringing home six to a home with eight dogs would have been ... complicated. One I can manage. She's about 20% under proper body wt, had fleas, the runs, dehydrated and cold. Probably has tape worms, that' s next.
Well, she doesn't have the ability to regulate her temp, or manage her thermal mass in her current condition. Much less crate train up at the coop area. She's going to have to get bigger and get healthy before she gets to try life as a guardian. Today she's a q-tip with a bandit mask, getting house-trained and fed every few hours.
Oh, then Sunday - Laura ran to the market to grab some whipping cream and came home with a five month old pitbull... I'm not the only nut in the family. Sweet boy, been abused. Really enjoying being warm, dry fed and loved on in the kitchen. Pit rescues have been notified. Let's hope that's it for the week, I'm out of house space and crates.