Annie has a love hate relationship with our outdoor neighbors, the squirrels. And by love hate, I mean she loves to hate them. The dog has spent thousands of 'man' hours devoting herself to stalking, chasing and plotting against them. Last night it finally paid off.
Drew and I decided to sit outside last night and watch the storm come in, little did we know that Annie had been busy. So busy, in fact, that she was literally hopping with excitement when we sat down. She was oh so happy when Drew finally walked over and looked at what she was hopping on. The fat ass managed to catch and well, unfortunately kill one. I haven't seen her that happy since her last bowl of food BUT here's what amazes us.
SHE CAUGHT A SQUIRREL!!!
After years and years of chasing them she actually caught a squirrel! Do I seem shocked? Well, I am. Dumbfounded is a better word for it. So, the only way I see it is this, there are only two options left after the "Squirrel Debacle of 09" 1) Now, she will never stop stalking and chasing them OR 2) She's gotten it out of her system. Something tells me the first scenario is the right one.
My only issue with this is; I feel sorry for her friend Sadie who helps with said stalking. Poor Sadie wasn't here to enjoy the fruits of their labor....
I guess there is always a next time.
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