The Hummingbird and The Hound

The story of The Hummingbird and The Hound, originally told in a series of posts on the fediverse. It’s was a day! I’m dog sitting for a friend’s very high energy young rescue with more than a touch of separation anxiety. We go on a lunch walk and stumble upon this hummingbird. How do you try to help a tiny struggling bird while a high prey drive dog wants to pounce on it!? Note:Alt-text provided as closed-caption This is the dog, Sandy. She is very very sweet but loses her mind when she sees a prey animal (we’re working on it). Sandy patrolling from the window ledge Sandy sniffing Well I don’t know how but I managed to grab the bird without Sandy eating him (don’t know gender using him to distinguish from she dog). Well she wouldn’t eat him per se but violently shake him and launch him into orbit. I still needed to do a little bit more of the walk to keep Sally from being too energetic. This bird (does he need a name?) was so exhausted that it just lay in my hand and didn’t even have…