When Puppygirl needs to go out at night, invariably I'm the one who gets woken up to let her out. Around 3am last night was one of those occasions. Bleary-eyed, I turned off the alarm and let her and Shortstuff out to go potty. Shortstuff came back fairly quickly. Puppygirl did not. When she did show up to the back door, there she sat. Proudly. Next to her was a recently deceased bunny. My dog. The bunny killer.
This, unfortunately, is likely the now deceased bunny. I held a brief service for bunny this morning and buried her in the non-flower bed. Rest in peace little bunny, knowing that Puppygirl is in trouble today.
A few years ago, we had a bunny nest in our back yard. I did my best to keep our Westie away from it. She knew it was there. She went outside without me one time and, as I looked out the window, she was tossing baby bunnies in the air. She wanted to play with them but alas, was just too rough. At least 1 survived and hopped away.
ReplyDeleteDogs just do what they were bred to do. I just don't like to be part of it though!
awww Mommy! Puppygirl looks so sad here. Don't be mad. She can't help it. Look at those eyes!
ReplyDeleteYou are not supposed to scold. It is their nature. When my cats used to bring me presents I would say "Good kitty. Mommy is very proud, but she is not hungry right now."
ReplyDeleteI can't stop laughing! My Springer Spaniel would bring "offerings" of dead birds all of the time. I would take a shovel and pitch them over the fence. No funeral for them. Circle of life.
ReplyDeleteBut Beth, I like the bunnies! And I didn't scold. She was more in "time out" yesterday.
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