Call the RSPCA!
Here's Joey chasing some birds for lunch at Pebbly Beach, near Bateman's Bay along the New South Wales coast ... went there with a classmate and his wife sometime last month.
He wanted to like catch the birds, whether to eat them or not I really don't know. Perhaps that's something that I've taught him to do hahahah. He's got a similar thing going with dogs too ... today he wanted to pat some humongous Alsatian who was leashed to a barrister at a McDonalds. But let's not go there...
Joey's growing up fine, speaking more. Just now, for
example, he took a photograph holder from my table and asked 'what is this, ha?' hahahaha. I think my mother and mum-in-law would be quite happy wif that, particularly the Singlish bit!!! When we put him to bed at night, he'd always play hard to get with me when I say 'kiss Daddy?', but most times he'd grab the back of my neck, so I'd be closer for him to smack (awwwwwww!). Today, I even caught him hugging a blonde girl friend of his (when in the past, he'd go 'eeeeee' when she hugged
him).
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm......