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thought I'd post one or two if you don't all mind.<br><br>
My wife and I were on our way to the local off leash area with Shadow, our lab/border collie cross, whom was in the back seat of the car, her face plastered to the window watching the neighbourhood wildlife pass by. Approaching an intersection we saw something on the roadway which turned out to be a magpie in distress. It was flopping around on the ground, obviously injured. Both my wife and I volunteer at the Calgary Wildlife Society as animal rescuers, so, duty called. We bundled the bird up in a blanket and my wife placed it on her lap as I wheeled the car around and made for the wildlife centre.<br><br>
Shadow was very interested in what my wife had up front and would place her snout on the armrest only to be told to move. She would do so, grudgingly. The trip out to the wildlife centre takes about 20 minutes, it's located near Spy hill and we were coming in from Bridgeland. We took Crowchild Tr and were about half way there when my wife, taking in the scenery, relaxed a little. The magpie, sensing the grip on itself had been loosened, decided to make a break for it. It tore out from underneath the blanket and headed towards the closest available open window…mine. The window was only slightly open but it was open none-the-less and it was the birds only bid for freedom.<br><br>
The bird hit the window, unable to squeeze through the opening, and bounced into my lap. Me, trying to keep the car on the roadway, attempted to grab the bird that's jumping at the window and back down into my lap. I start yelling to my wife "Get the bird! Get the bird"! …... I now realise my error in choice of words.<br><br>
The dog, whom was watching all of this intensely from the backseat is now in the front seat trying to "Get the bird"! as her master has instructed. So, now I'm attempting to get the car pulled over safely to the side of the road with a bird slamming into the window beside me and falling into my lap, the dog lunging this way and that way at the bouncing bird, and my wife trying to control the dog and grab the bird. The car is swerving all over the road and I'm thinking about how I'm going to explain this to the police.<br><br>
Finally, my wife manages to push the dog back into the back seat and I get a hold of the magpie. She takes the magpie from me and quickly puts it back under the blanket. With feathers still floating around the car and the dog looking over my shoulder, my wife looks sheepishly at me and says "Sorry, really sorry". I glare at her for a couple of seconds and then ask, "Have you got a hold of the bird"? Without looking at me she says "Yep". "Are you sure"? I ask. "Uh huh" my wife replies. I continue to look at her for a few seconds then pull back into traffic.<br><br>
We arrived at the wildlife centre without further incident, much to the dogs chagrin.
My wife and I were on our way to the local off leash area with Shadow, our lab/border collie cross, whom was in the back seat of the car, her face plastered to the window watching the neighbourhood wildlife pass by. Approaching an intersection we saw something on the roadway which turned out to be a magpie in distress. It was flopping around on the ground, obviously injured. Both my wife and I volunteer at the Calgary Wildlife Society as animal rescuers, so, duty called. We bundled the bird up in a blanket and my wife placed it on her lap as I wheeled the car around and made for the wildlife centre.<br><br>
Shadow was very interested in what my wife had up front and would place her snout on the armrest only to be told to move. She would do so, grudgingly. The trip out to the wildlife centre takes about 20 minutes, it's located near Spy hill and we were coming in from Bridgeland. We took Crowchild Tr and were about half way there when my wife, taking in the scenery, relaxed a little. The magpie, sensing the grip on itself had been loosened, decided to make a break for it. It tore out from underneath the blanket and headed towards the closest available open window…mine. The window was only slightly open but it was open none-the-less and it was the birds only bid for freedom.<br><br>
The bird hit the window, unable to squeeze through the opening, and bounced into my lap. Me, trying to keep the car on the roadway, attempted to grab the bird that's jumping at the window and back down into my lap. I start yelling to my wife "Get the bird! Get the bird"! …... I now realise my error in choice of words.<br><br>
The dog, whom was watching all of this intensely from the backseat is now in the front seat trying to "Get the bird"! as her master has instructed. So, now I'm attempting to get the car pulled over safely to the side of the road with a bird slamming into the window beside me and falling into my lap, the dog lunging this way and that way at the bouncing bird, and my wife trying to control the dog and grab the bird. The car is swerving all over the road and I'm thinking about how I'm going to explain this to the police.<br><br>
Finally, my wife manages to push the dog back into the back seat and I get a hold of the magpie. She takes the magpie from me and quickly puts it back under the blanket. With feathers still floating around the car and the dog looking over my shoulder, my wife looks sheepishly at me and says "Sorry, really sorry". I glare at her for a couple of seconds and then ask, "Have you got a hold of the bird"? Without looking at me she says "Yep". "Are you sure"? I ask. "Uh huh" my wife replies. I continue to look at her for a few seconds then pull back into traffic.<br><br>
We arrived at the wildlife centre without further incident, much to the dogs chagrin.
