Monday, August 5, 2013
The Damage Done
Got home from work today and what do I see in my flower bed? Max. Butchering a butterfly. As if the racing pigeon on Saturday wasn't enough! The body of the butterfly was about the width of my thumb. It was no tiny winged thing he was attacking. Tommy was of course freaking out, but it was because he was afraid of the butterfly, not sad that Max was destroying it. By the time I was able to intervene the wings were tattered almost off completely and it was barely fighting anymore.
Its wing span was probably 2-3 inches before Max got a hold of it.