Why Cody is a bird’s best friend.

People often tell us about their fine “mousers”, cats that keep their owners’ (or, rather staff’s) yards impeccably clear of riff-raff like gophers and mice. We tell them about Cody, who will wait for hours on end bent over a gopher hole, just to say g’day when its head pops up. Then he blinks and goes back into a deep Himalayan slumber.

He demonstrated his pacifist approach yesterday when the chickens were free-ranging under the oaks.

This is how Cody stalks chickens

"Mmmm...I do love the taste of chicken"

"Sigh...but that would mean work..."

"I'll just wait here until the humans bring me some take-out"

"And you think I'M a ridiculous creature?"

Spared once again from the clutches of the dreaded Himalayan...

About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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2 Responses to Why Cody is a bird’s best friend.

  1. nikkidog says:

    Hi Steve….That cap…. Is that “C” for Chicken Emperor or is it “C” for Chicago Cubs?

  2. Katherine Gunther says:

    “C” for Cody

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