For a very long time we’ve shared our rural rectangle with a covey of quail; it’s a safe haven since our property features wetlands and blackberries.
Well. … Enter the Labrador. [!] We always let Ben into the fenced backyard (one of us goes along). Until today I’d never seen that bevy of birds this close to the house, and in such a large number. He charged them, and they filled the sky!
Somehow though, in spite of the dog being here, the quail remain—as do the hummingbirds. God gave them wings for a reason.
At first I was cranky at Ben; but, Duh, he’s a bird dog!
Oh, yeah: remember the Everly Brothers?
Hey, bird dog, get away from my quail!
Hey, bird dog, you’re on the wrong trail.
Bird dog, you better leave my lovey-dove alone!
But our Bennie-boy has a good excuse; it’s how he was bred. (And he tasted chicken feathers when he was a puppy, hehe.)
But you know? I’ve seen people behave like bird dogs! For those created in God’s image, there is never an excuse for flying out of the gates and laying into somebody. Seriously? (Hm. Maybe they’re in-bred! Hahaha)
I wish I could say I was making this up. I could cite several stories I’ve heard exactly like this. It’s terrifically sad. May I say: it takes a great deal of audacity and arrogance to have self-assessed in such a way as to think this is okay.
No. It is not okay.
Here’s a good lesson from the older ones in John 8.
But Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. … The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman caught in adultery… Now in the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women; what then do You say?” … Jesus stooped down and with His finger wrote on the ground. But when they persisted in asking Him, He straightened up, and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.” Again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. When they heard it, they began to go out one by one, beginning with the older ones, and He was left alone…