I remember an episode of a cock pheasant and a malinois.
The cock peasant would parade around in the back garden, in that arrogant way that only a cock pheasant can do, wearing its finest bright colourful suit. It learned to tease the malinois who could only bark and whine in frustration behind its compound.
One day the cock pheasant wandered into the garden, and then started to tease the dog, as it would, the dog barking and whining, the pheasant getting braver and closer, when it got really close the dog leapt through the open gate of its compound and the pheasant disapeard in a cloud of torn feathers, a bright rainbow of plumage scattered round the garden as a temporary memorial.
THe dog returned with that slightly scary sly look that only dogs who have temporarily reverted to the wild can exhibit, jaws and teeth bloodstained.
ON the brainpower stakes, Pheasant = none, Dog = quite a lot more.
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