Rex may live in a small yard but he hasn't lost his knack
for hunting. When we lived on the farm he had a place to
keep what he had captured and kept it hidden away. At one
time he killed a red tailed hawk and I mourned the loss of
plenty of rabbit families. He also stole shoes, neighbors
toys and almost anything they left out that attracted him.
Since Golden Retrievers are so charming, he got away with
it with no animosity.

Last night, before we finally got some rain, I was watering
the few plants that I have left and he came charging up with
a big old squirrel. They have fleas and carry a lot of
diseases. I am too squeamish to touch dead things and besides he wouldn't let me near him.

Of course he tried to follow me into the house with it but
I knocked it out of his mouth with a shoe before he knew
what had happened and he trotted in the house with me. Ted
sneaked it out last night when he was asleep and dreaming
squirrel dreams.

This morning he got me up early so he could go outside and
get it off the porch. He smelled where he had last seen it
and then he smelled all through the yard. His doggy brain
is still trying to figure it out.