Bear has an obsession with the feather duster. I think that this may stem from his obsession in general with birds of any kind - from chasing seagulls on the beach to the poor goose he caught the other day to my total dismay. That was rather amusing after although he did come off a sad second best after I caught him - although that did take half an hour. It must have been a rather amusing sight - low-flying over-weight goose, Bear right on his poor feathered butt, the poor goose-minder after Bear, and me after the goose-minder running madly down the beach which sadly doesn't end ... Needless to say the goose escaped minus a few feathers and Bear escaped rather depressed and miserable after his hiding, but he still has this insane obsession.
On the beach its OK as he hares up and down after seagulls that are way too smart to be caught, occasionally taking off after them and plunging into the salt pans to no avail, coming back stinking to high heaven of salty dead water and bird poo after running about a mile.
The feather duster is just amusing though, he must think that it is a dead bird attached to a stick or something, and this means to him that he must chase it and will one day get the better of me and destroy it, to his total satisfaction. So when the feather duster comes out, Bear goes insane and will follow you and it as if his life depends on it, trying desperately to catch it whilst you are dusting, using any means necessary,which normally means that my furniture is covered in great big muddy paw-prints as he launches after the bird-on-a-stick, never giving up.
When the duster is then put away - locked in a cupboard to prevent him climbing the furniture or ripping cupboard doors off to get to it - he will then lie in front of the closed cupboard or door for hours in the vague hope that it might come waddling out on its own so he can catch it unawares. As of yet, it hasn't, thank my lucky stars, but I am very sure that one day he will win his war against the duster ...
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