You guys, I hate to brag (I mean, I hate it a little…) but it has been absolutely gorgeous around here lately.
By all accounts around here, this was a really hard winter. Of course, that’s all relative. Ice twice = worst. winter. ever. I found it to be a lovely winter, but it sure is nice to get outside and play in the yard with the pups on a more regular basis.
Remember when we first moved here, I was a little concerned about the boys and the toads due to the tripping dog story? They’ve shown very little interest in the frogs, toads, salamanders, anoles, and all the other scurrying herps in our backyard. (Now, the rat, well that’s a different store. They are VERY interested in the rat.)
Turns out Molly has a Huntress side. She has caught 20+ lizards. So sad for the lizard population in our backyard. Last night, John pointed out that we don’t know how long she was on her own on the bayou, so she was perhaps surviving on the little guys and, hence, honed her lizard-catching skills.
We should’ve named her Katniss.
Last night she encountered her first toad. The funny thing was she play bowed to the little fella. He must’ve hopped or something because she FLEW backwards several feet, gave a little yip, then pounced. Luckily, we spotted the situation and removed him from the yard before she tried that “drug.”
Since this is the last summer we’re going to live in this house, I’m sure the herp population will revitalize once we’re gone or – fingers crossed! – once Molly finds a forever home. Either way, I do feel a little bad.
Has your dog ever hunted/caught wildlife? Any hunting prowess among your pups?
I hope you’re having glimpses of spring where you are!