|I CAUGHT HIM NIPPING THE SEED END OFF OF THE PETAL!|
My husband was home and I called out for him to come and see this. Fuzzy was spinning around. He wanted to see, too. He was under the impression that someone had a new squeaky toy for him out there. Finally, having learned to keep the camera handy, I asked my husband to grab hold of Fuzzy so I could get a pic without Fuzzy running out the door. I opened the door and snapped away. I got some interesting shots. I believe this is a goldfinch. He had chosen my favorite peach-colored zinnia to deflower.
I was planning on saving some seeds from this bloom as soon as it got big enough to put a mesh gift bag on it. Finchy continued munching away, flinging petals all around as the camera snapped away. If only I could have been a little closer. I was trying to adjust the focus and the camera noise finally scared Finchy away, or maybe it was me with the camera, my husband, and a wiggling, panting, grunting Pomeranian at the front door that alarmed Finchy.
|HE SAW US ...AND WAS READY TO FLY AWAY.|
Fuzzy was on DEFCON alert for the rest of the day. Every time he heard the dog-toy goldfinch call, he thought he should let me know by barking. He spent the day at the front door waiting for Finchy to come back. He included all birds that landed in the yard for the rest of the day in his alert. He also included any people, squirrels, rabbits, or unusual sounding cars and trucks in his surveillance and alert. He is guarding my zinnias with all of his might. He can stop real soon as far as I am concerned. I am going to have to have a talk with Fuzzy about all of this barking. Maybe he can just go back to Pomeranian head tilting. That is a lot cuter, and not nearly so nerve wracking.
|WHO? ME? I AM TOTALLY INNOCENT!|