During my lunch break, I let the dogs out for a little fresh air and sunshine. Five minutes later I look outside and Jack is playing with something that’s a small and gray.
I go outside for a closer look to find my prey driven dog has caught and killed a little field mouse. I shooed him away and disposed of the poor critter. But I’m so disturbed.
In the process of catching the mouse he knocked over a ceramic pot of basil, dug through mulch and mud, and knocked a sizeable hole in the fence.
Notice Exhibit A
Of course Jack is very proud of himself. I haven’t seen him this happy since he “caught” one of those fur covered figurines and stripped it at my mom’s house.