This is the Trev-ster with his new toy from Paula & Lyoda's boys. He loves it.
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Yet this is not the story.
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No, our story concerns the unwritten rules between Trevor and the pigeons of this city, - the ubiquitous, disgusting, fat, lazy pigeons.
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Here are the rules of the game, Trevor sees a group of pigeons, gorging themselves on bread crumbs thrown by nasty old ladies who insist on ignoring the big DO NOT FEED DISGUSTING PIGEONS signs (which are also unbiquitous).
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Trevor lunges at said pigeons, they scatter, Trevor feels like he has done a civic service and they land back the moment he has passed, content to eat the breadcrumbs and foul the city streets. Trevor ignores their return and everyone is happy in our Kabuki Theatre of the New York animal life.
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But today, a fatter than average, nastier than average pigeon decided to ignore the rules. In fact, she reminded me of the nasty old ladies that feed said pigeons. She sat there as Trevor lunged. Now Trevor has no desire to kill the pigeon, but rules must be enforced. So he snapped, and she didn't move, so he took his nose and shoved her, forcing her to lift her rather extraordinary weight up into the air. She wasn't moving entirely fast enough to make the T-Bone happy - and so he barked his "noisy" bark.
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This is an annoying bark to me, and I am 8 feet of leash and 6 feet of height away, so I can only imagine that it was painfully annoying to the pigeon who flapped her fat ass off till she got away. And then Trevor sat down on her crumbs - not letting her return. Apparently two can play at ignoring the unwritten rules.
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Miss Priss Pigeon finally forced herself to land (rather ungracefully) across the street, whereupon Trevor left and the faster, lighter and rule abiding pigeons got to her crumbs quickly.
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Trevor trotted off, had his morning BM and is now back in bed with Eddie - day begun anew.