The visitor

I had to smile at this scene!

Pookie crouching behind the tree, watching the pheasant intently. I can't decide whether she's hiding from him or plucking up the courage to pounce!

This fellow visits every day around late afternoon/early evening, announcing his arrival with loud squawks which are my cue to throw him some peanuts.

(Of course, Pookie has the sense not to pounce. I know a retriever who lost an eye in an argument with a pheasant.)