Well, even the worst hunter's bag something once in a while.
Even the worst ones......
here's what happened that made my dog equal to one of the worst ones.
A few days back, I came home from an after work class, and let the dogs back out. They were due for dinner, but they needed to go outside, so I let them out, encouraging that they get down to business, and then came in to prep dinner.
Big Girl Piper came in, as she is always following a human rather then be by herself anywhere. Odie stayed outside - which is not terribly unusual.
I set out dinner, called Odie, and he came barreling in. They sat and waited for dinner, I put bowls down, and Piper dug in. Odie, in an act of true bizarre-ness, took off and went back outside. I was stunned, but figured he was on the trail of something and picked his food back up for later.
When he came back in, I gave him dinner, he ate, and then once again, took off like his butt was on fire. At this point, Piper and I had moved on to the TV portion of the evening.
Eventually Odie came back inside, hung out for a little while, then disappeared into the office, which is normal. What wasn't normal was a few minutes later when I heard him being very active in there. Normally he just curls up on the couch and chills. The movement and jumping noises are odd. After a couple of minutes of this, I got up and went to check out what he was doing.
As I leaned towards the office, I flicked a light on, and for some reason, looked at the floor. Thats when I saw it
A dead bird.
Which had clearly been tossed around the room for the past few minutes.
And Odie
Standing, proud of himself for having killed the (hopefully!) already dead thing.
I used some words. I won't repeat them. You can draw your own conclusions.
After heading off Piper from getting involved, and getting Odie out of the room, I cleaned up the dead bird. It was really gross, and I felt bad for the poor thing. All I could hope for was the bird had been dead before Odie found it, and it wasn't him killing it outside before he brought it in that was keeping him occupied instead of eating dinner.
So, basically, his desert was Dead bird with a side of FLING! YAY!
gross.
