Ummm, no, I didn't get a picture.
Let the dogs out this morning...I have three spoiled rotten Cavaliers. The dogs of royalty....lap dogs...and then there's Quinn...the Jack Russell of Cavaliers. sigh
He is 13 months old now and still a wild child. He's much smaller than my other two...delicately built and springy, hyper, chewy, and luckily...cute as can be.
I went to let the dogs back in and Karma came right in. Ziggy was on the hunt around the Mesquite tree and Quinn was quite fascinated with something in the middle of the yard. He's gotten better recently about coming in when called but the third time I tried I spotted what he was so busy with...he had caught, and was chewing on, a rat. Jebus Crisp! That's how I want to start my day in the early morning dark.
Luckily husband was still home and we were able to corral Quinn and take his prize from him.
Good lord...he needs to be happy chewing on stuff in the house...that's not alive.
ICK! Now we are calling him Rat Killer.
Let the dogs out this morning...I have three spoiled rotten Cavaliers. The dogs of royalty....lap dogs...and then there's Quinn...the Jack Russell of Cavaliers. sigh
He is 13 months old now and still a wild child. He's much smaller than my other two...delicately built and springy, hyper, chewy, and luckily...cute as can be.
I went to let the dogs back in and Karma came right in. Ziggy was on the hunt around the Mesquite tree and Quinn was quite fascinated with something in the middle of the yard. He's gotten better recently about coming in when called but the third time I tried I spotted what he was so busy with...he had caught, and was chewing on, a rat. Jebus Crisp! That's how I want to start my day in the early morning dark.
Luckily husband was still home and we were able to corral Quinn and take his prize from him.
Good lord...he needs to be happy chewing on stuff in the house...that's not alive.
ICK! Now we are calling him Rat Killer.
“If you are the smartest person in the room, then you are in the wrong room.” — Confucius
