Now I don’t mean this to be inhumane or insensitive or graphic, so take this with an anecdotal grain of salt, and if you can’t handle dog vs. rabbit stories, please refrain from reading on…my dog is a rather good, trained dog, albeit we weren’t the ones who trained him; the previous owners were horrible for letting him become a stray, but we thank them for this at least. One thing I know is that when we let him out to do his business, he’ll come back to the door when done. So depending on what business is going on, it could be a few minutes.

Monday nite The Wife let the dog out and when I went to open the door to let him back in, he didn’t come. Our door is somewhat squeaky, and he can hear it across the yard; so after waiting a couple more minutes, The Wife walks out and calls him in.

Well, yesterday morning when I woke up, I suddenly remembered ‘the golden rule’: back door opening == dog comes to door. When the same thing happened that morning, I walked out and noticed he was rootin’ around in the corner of the yard, where there’s rock/mulch edging, some bushes, etc. He would look at me, then look back. So when I walked out to the spot, I suddenly discovered his new ‘distraction’; it seems the local bunnies decided to lay their latest nest in our backyard. I am now convinced rabbits are not the brightest animals on earth, as my dog has already killed 2 of them before this, his scent is absolutely everywhere, yet they decided to put the nest under a thin layer of mulch.

Needless to say, Calvin had pretty much had his way with all 6 of them. He’s very good about it, though, I mean he will kill them and leave them there, perhaps toss them in the air like a toy (or prize) if we don’t see him quick enough (we try to stop this latter thing from happening at the least). But he doesn’t eat them, etc. I wouldn’t allow that. But given there are tons of rabbits in this city, and the damage they cause, I have no problem with him guarding the back yard this way.

Anyway, there were a couple still somewhat alive, so I placed them out back by the garage where I knew the rabbits frequented as well, they could do as they want. Just so you don’t think I’m out back with a BB gun-mentality waiting for the latest prey to enter our ‘hunting grounds’. I see it as a fact of nature and deal with it.