Hunter tries to fly
I tried to fly today. I didn't really know I was doing it until I looked down and realized I was not on the ground. WOW!
One of my favorite things to do is chase. I like to chase things, animals, even people. That's why when I saw Brutus chasing the car I wanted to chase it too. At my mom and dads home I spent most of my days outside. I would chase anything that moved.A squirrel, a bird, a leaf. Whatever caught my attention. Sometimes I would find bugs to chase. They liked to hide in the grass but I would usually find them. I wouldn't even think about it much. I would just do it. There were other dogs around and the next door neighbors had dogs and we would run up and down the fence line chasing each other and playing. Sometimes mom or dad would come out and toss a ball and I would chase it or a Frisbee. We had a nice big backyard that I could roam and play in. Here at grandma and granddaddy's house the yards are farther apart and we don't share a fence with anyone so I just have to chase what ever shows up in the fenced area. Usually not a large variety of things to choose from. Grandma comes outside and tosses a baseball for me to chase and so does grandaddy. My favorite thing to chase is squirrels but so far I haven't seen many of those. At least not yet. The next thing is birds. I like to watch them take off and swoop and sway in the air. Here there seems to be a lot of birds. They like grandma and granddaddy's house for some reason. I know grandma doesn't care for them much. She says they make a mess everywhere and that there is a nest in the top of the chimney. She even has a fake one on the porch. It's a big owl with a movable head. Its supposed to scare the other ones away. It doesn't seem to work. Whenever I'm outside and some land inside the fenced area I run as fast as I can at them and watch them as they scatter into the air. I like that.
One big difference between mom and dads house and grandma and granddaddy's house is mom and dad didn't have a deck. Grandma and grandaddy do have a deck. Before, I could go out the door and right into the yard. Here I have to go down steps and take a right turn to get into the yard. Before, I could go out the door and start to run. Here I have to go down steps and take a right turn before I start to run. Before, I could jump on a bug right away and get him. Here I have to go down steps and take a right turn before I can get the bug. See where I'm going with this? Well this morning grandma let me out before she went to work. As she stepped back inside a bird landed on the top of the fence. It was in my direct line of sight. The perfect target for a chase. The bird looked at me. I looked at the bird. It started to chirp. I got in position.. I started after it at a dead run. It took only a couple of seconds before I realized my mistake. By then however it was too late. I forgot I had to go DOWN the STEPS. I went down them alright, just not in the proper manner. The bird takes off and I land in a heap at the bottom on the concrete slab. Wow! I'm more embarrassed than hurt. Grandma came DOWN the steps and made sure I was OK. She started laughing at me and hugged me tight before she left. "Hunter, be sure to watch where you are going while I'm at work, OK? Maybe you should just stay on the couch." She said laughing as she went out the door. That sounds like a plan. Flying is not as much fun as the birds make it seem. I will have to get better at remembering the process for getting to the yard though. Next time I might not be so lucky.
Down the steps, right turn. Down the steps, right turn. Down the steps, right turn.
