This is the phrase my dear husband uses when viewing things like lions eating a zebra. Yesterday I felt like I was cleaning up after the Wild Kingdom. (Don't worry - no picture included today. Trust me, this is best.)
Yesterday was the first nice weekend day we've had in a while. I spent most of the day working in the yard, as it's rained a lot lately and the grass was going to seed. As most of you dog owners know, mowing a yard with dogs is not as straightforward as just pulling out the mower. First, comes "poo-trol." Next, in our yard w/ 3 mature trees, it's stick-trol.
Yesterday I got to add "dead-critter-trol" on to the end of my pre-mowing tasks. I found a dead, 1/2 eaten mouse (or chipmunk, or vole - due to the part eaten I couldn't really tell.) I also caught one of my corgis eating an adult robin. And we live in the city limits. Our lot is 1/3 of an acre, but still - in the city limits. They're really on a roll.
I know this is the work of Maggie and her vermin-killing apprentice, Ziggy. Denzil does not have the killer instinct. I've actually seen a rabbit bump into Denzil and he didn't know what to do.
So my question -- are any of your dogs sidelining as exterminators? Or are my dogs just blood-thirsty freaks?