After 5 years of chasing chipmunks, squirrels and the occasional bird, Molly finally found a prey that she could out-wit and out-run. The other day Molly was barking at our barbecue like mad, so Mike removed the cover and a mouse ran out. The mouse got away, but Molly spent the better part of the evening sniffing out the mouse's trail.
The next day we found the dead mouse on the deck by the door, a present from our great white hunter!
way to go Molly...those chippes at the cottage are shaking in their boots right now
ReplyDeleteWow!! Way to go Molly!!! You great hunter!! Now you are ready for those chippies
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