I wish they could go everywhere with me but I couldn't imagine trying to get them on a plane. We are going to lake Erie in a couple week for a long weekend and they are coming with us. This campground is very dog friendly, this is the campground's annual halloween party before shutting down for the winter. Everyone is asking us to bring our dogs and of course they will be dressed up in costumes. After that we are taking a week to go to Cancun. Dog's can't go but will staying with a friend that has 1 acre fenced and her 3 dogs and mine were practically raised together. So we call it a sleepover. Everyone plays until exhaused so not a lot of time to get into trouble. I will miss them while I'm gone but know they are in great hands with my friend.
Booger's kill
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Took the kids out for a walk, and they both became very interested in a specific spot in the ivy. Acting funny, like there was something living, but I didn't see any movement. Booger picked it up, and I started commanding him to "drop" it. He started a low grumble in his throat; he was NOT willing to release whatever it was. At that point I noticed a 1 inch fuzzy tail hanging from his mouth. I started screeching because it was a dead nasty animal he had picked up. At that moment, Andrew arrived home. He came over & tried to get Booger to open his mouth. He was clamped down pretty hard & still growling, so it took him a few moments. When he finally got Booger's mouth open, it didn't fall out because it was speared on an upper tooth. We finally got it loose & it fell to the ground. It was the biggest mouse I've ever seen, about 5 inches long, with a tiny tail (maybe lost it in its final battle with a cat). UCK!!!!!! SO GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On a later walk, Booger & Lola both tried to pull me over to their treasure. EW EW EW EW EWWWW!!!! -
Well they are hunters you know. Be glad he didn't bring it in the house (my previous b used to catch rabbits and try to bring them inside during the winter - talk about yuk).
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EWWWWW! Especially the being speared on the tooth part!
Chey caught a pigeon in the yard once. I took them for their afternoon walk and when I went out to throw the poop out back I noticed feathers all over the yard. Silly me thought a cat or hawk had gotten the poor thing. I cleaned up the feathers and a foot, went inside and Chey wasn't around. I found her sitting on our bed with the remains, very proud of herself. It took me some coaxing to get it away from her and then I had to wash all the bedding…which I had just finished doing earlier in the day!
