Xavier was totally enjoying the evening sunset from his vantage point. His allergies weren't quite as bad at this elevation. Just an occasional sneeze. During his last sneeze, he felt a slight breeze and then kind of a whistling noise. That's when he realized the kid on the ground wasn't pointing a stick at him, but, a BB gun. That last sneeze saved Xavier who immediately flew off into the sunset bobbing and weaving like he had seen doves do.