When we moved, the girls were NOT HAPPY to have to change schools. So we bribed them with the promise of a dog once we had a house with a backyard. This worked pretty well. The girls wanted either a Chihuahua or a Dachshund or maybe even a Chi-weinie (a cross between the two). Well, after the move came and the time came and the conditions were right and looking at what was available and in our budget - we ended up with 2 Manchester Terriers. They looked close to what the girls wanted, they looked sturdy and playful, and they were ready right then.
Manchester Terriers, according to Wiki - were bread to be rat killers and rabbit chasers.
Where is this going? Well, last night they lived up to their breeding.
I let them out for a last "break" before bed and they took off with a growl and a shot ( not all that unusual). After putting the kids to bed, I came back to let them in and they didn't show up at the door (unusual) . Then only Gracie showed up - Belle was not coming. Then I see her running around the yard with something big dangling out of her mouth. GROSS.
As I'm yelling at her to "drop that this INSTANT and get in here". Jasper, the big fat yellow cat, sees his chance and escapes between my legs. He's been trying to break out for the past few weeks and has been stepping up the campaign - and we want him to be an indoor cat, thankyouverymuch.
So, I'm yelling at the dog, yelling at the cat, and yelling at my husband - who is doing taxes so you know HE'S in a good mood - bleh!!
We get the dogs to drop it and put them in their crate for the night. Phillip gets the cat ( he doesn't go far - especially not after i open a can of food) And we locate 1/2 a bunny in the back yard. Just the back half. YUCK.
This morning Gracie went outside and located the other 1/2 of the bunny. I could tell because the girls were shrieking at the tops of their lungs. (they tell me she had it by the ears)
So, bunnies - beware our backyard!!
What? Me kill a bunny? Never! Look at my innocent face!
Now why would i want to escape? And who are you calling fat??
3 comments:
Ha! And Ewww! I guess to dogs, all those rodent-like things are the same. They just don't understand the difference between "rat" and "cute".
Poor bunny. :-(
Nature is nature, I guess. They can't help themselves.
That cat is adorable by the way. Even if he wants to kill bunnies.
Jasper doesn't want to kill bunnies, he just wants to escape. No idea why - he lives quite well.
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