Winston the Wonder Dog: good/bad dog

Today, Winston just went all hinky, growling, hair standing up, going to the patio door. We opened the door, told him to go find the source of his upset. He stood at the screen door to the south, barking. My brave husband ventured out in the broad daylight to find a hawk on a close-by gate next to the doves! Winnie must have been reacting to the chickens weird 'bad thing from above' sound and got our attention! How cool is that? He got lots of praise.

But, later, after I tended and fed the animals, I looked out the kitchen window to see the same heroic Pugster lying on his tummy in a cage I open each morning to let the girls roam. He was eating fresh eggs! I hollered him out and we had a talk. I made him come in the house.

He came up to me almost immediately with his octopus, a stuffed toy he has had since babyhood. I didn't fall for the bribe. I just came from my bedroom. He left his offering on my pillow. Don't know if he was apologizing or paying his restaurant bill.